Comfort In You
It's like a drug, that hug you hit me with everytime your arms move around my waist and your face touches mine.
I love when you hold me with your hand on my hip and my cheek on your lips, neither losing their grip.
The nearness and newness between you and me, with your hand on my knee I hope you don't see how you overwhelm me.
You trace your thoughts on my skin and I grin at the sheer emotion of the state that we're in.
So safe in your affection, which always proves true by the things that you do when it's just me and you.
When this pair we divide, I go on with my day. My thoughts take me away back to you, where I'll stay.