What is comfort?
Is it the feeling?
Or the feeling of the feeling?

Is it the warmth of two bodies embracing?
Or the chilling security of solitude?

Is it something someone can give
to another who searches?

Or is it something that can be created
naturally without the choices?
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Am I comfortable to be with?
Or is being with me comfortable?
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Do we need comfort?
Or is it something that we've been told we needed?