You are something I compare to my favorite sweater
Made only for me, to fit perfectly,
Like an envelope holds inside its letter, as a teacup cradles it's warm tea.
You are something I compare to hot coffee in the morning
Warming and waking my lost and tired brain
Like an attack you need not a warning,
Saving me from going insane.
I did not go searching for something like you,
Unaware that love so pure could be real,
This strong sense of comfort is so brand new
The kind of comfort all humans crave to feel.
I refuse to take this sweater off of me.
I refuse to go a day without my hot cup of coffee.