My Comfort©

Love feels so good. And when it feels right, it feels like our favorite go to dress or shirt. You know, like the killer black dress we wear when we need to make a statement, (To make an ex or current lover say "Wow" - usually an ex!) or the power suit you wear when you need to make a great impression. We seek comfort things when we need reassurance of something - it can be food, people, things. But when the loving of two people is good, it's like rolling all of your favorite things into one. Everything feels just so yummy. That's what was on my mind when I wrote "Comfort"...



He slides his hands around my waist
looks deep inside my soul
our lips touch
He is my Comfort

I wrap my arms around him
he slides his tongue down my neck
touches the places he knows I like best
He is my Comfort

My heart begins to race wildly
I arch my back
our breathing quickens
He is my Comfort

He whispers lovingly in my ear
whispers oh so softly
all the words I love to hear
He is my Comfort

We move swiftly to the bed
bodies in perfect sync
we do the dance that lovers do
He is my Comfort

Our kissing becomes more urgent
our hands lock
and I softly moan his name
He is my Comfort

We
Reach
Higher
And
Higher
And
Higher
Bodies locked in a sweaty trance
He is my Comfort

As we float gently back down to earth
he kisses me softly
and we lay quietly in our own sweet thoughts
He is my Comfort

He slides his hands around my waist
I nestle in his wonderful arms
listening to the beating of his heart
And I know
He is my Comfort

He is my love....