Shiloh Thompson

Creature Comforts - Poem by Shiloh Thompson

Warm under the covers
Blanket over my head
Rain singing
Against my window

Cool leather seats
Sun on my face
Tires softly
Along the road

Warm arms encircling
Nestling myself to your chest
Heart singing
In my ear

Cool blue eyes
Staring into mine
Angels softly
In my ears

What a joyful thing comfort is!

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  • (10/10/2007 10:22:00 AM)

    Hang on to that feeling and remember it, you can pull up the memory and be just fine practically anywere. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 23, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 11, 2011

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