I want to consume comfort foods
and die by the fire.
I want to wrap up in your arms
and fall asleep.
I want to bring my duvet to the fort
and read my book until I can no longer breathe.
I want to wear my coat
until my sweat consumes me.
I want to feel the sun
for a whisper of a moment.
I want a hot soup
to burn my cold insides.
I want a winter filled with the warmth
of you.
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 5:16 PM UTC
I want to consume comfort foods
and die by the fire.
I want to wrap up in your arms
and fall asleep.
I want to bring my duvet to the fort
and read my book until I can no longer breathe.
I want to wear my coat
until my sweat consumes me.
I want to feel the sun
for a whisper of a moment.
I want a hot soup
to burn my cold insides.
I want a winter filled with the warmth
of you.