Tuesday, 26 February 2013

Curse of Comfort


Of all the things I know
This is for sure

You're the man I love

The only one to adore

Each caress, an act of care

To gamble with I would not dare

And with every turmoil each day brings

Comfort comes with your side being

At times I curse the day it was

That you turned up and made me pause

The echoing silence I have to endure

Every time you make me less assure

They say its better to have loved than not
Forgive me for I may differ a lot

Not knowing how I fit by your beside

Was surely but a blessing disguised

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