Comfort Me Poem by Ardimus Caldwell

Come to me
Come to my arms
The arms that set your feelings free
The arms that hold you tight
Protceting you form every wrong
Come to my body
The body that warms yours
That release you into a state where the path is set
Come to my ears
The ears that listen to your problems
That allow any confession come to light
That take your stress away
Come to my voice
The voice that keep you warm at night
When I'm not there
The voice that carry love by the letter
Come and let me comfort you
Comfortyou tight
The right way
All night like your suppose to be
Slow and loving
The comfort of you man
Come and let me comfort you