Comfort
All is at ease
My breath and my thought
Float so freely
Like a kite
In the vapour
So light
Almost like the air seems weightier
Yet this ain't Comfort
Chills grasping my feels
Like the thrills
From my first kiss
The taste of her lips
Twisting the idea of what's sweet
Now, I'm confused
What's sweeter than this
I know, Comfort is...
Comfort is...
The Sea I wrecked in four times
Never needed saving
The only drowning I'm convenient with
Which births life in the soul of my thinking
My visions and dreaming
Seems to be intriguing
When she's with me
Comfort is...
The dynamite that blew
My suicidal heart
And painted the walls of my life
With blazing smiles whenever she's with me
And when she's gone
The loss I bask in today
I miss the Sea that drown me four times - no mercy!
Copyright © Arum Dusu | Year Posted 2020
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