Comfort

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I feel your breath upon my neck

Damp, warm and familiar

Thoughts of you are a wreck

Your eyes set to allure 

Arms wrapped around my body

The scent of your cologne thick

Trying to make jokes that are quite shoddy

You think your dance moves are quite slick

Your voice soothes everything tightly wound

And heals the burns left before

Because of you, my feet stay on the ground

And makes my heart soar

You are home, a peaceful thing

And the comfort you gave me was intoxicating

I always knew it would be just a fling

But I was your queen, and you were my king

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