#confort
Los cohetes de la noche insinúan calma.
Se posan firmes en el cielo, rememorando
la metamorfosis utópica de una vida,
que reaparece ante mis ojos cansados,
prometiendo nuevamente sosiego y paz.
El confort de la noche la trae a mí. Tan bella.
Cristalinos sus ojos verdes, esos ojos
que en silencio susurran un te quiero.
Cómplices de la luna, de los gemidos
que esconde bajo su brazo estrellado.
Ella me desea con pasión anarquista.
Con ímpetu de leona hambrienta.
Libre y desmesurada, acróbata del colchón.
Salvaje y feliz. Temblor y tormenta.
El aire fresco me recuerda su piel delicada.
Las hojas vibran como mis manos al tocarla.
Y yo, envuelto en su piel, ávido de carnes,
me refugio entre sus piernas encendidas,
en busca de deleite y colosal manjar.
Dec 13, 2025
Dec 13, 2025 at 4:27 PM UTC
Ten piedad de mí,
amor...
si los días eternos
la separan de mis brazos,
y me desampara el confort
de oír su voz tenue.
Ten piedad de mí,
amor...
si soberbios mis besos
terminan bajo su ombligo,
y lo que suceda después
me emborracha de su piel.
Ten piedad de mí,
amor...
si no encuentro motivos
para dejar de pensarla,
y la busque en mi mente
desnuda como la verdad.
Jan 28, 2025
Jan 28, 2025 at 10:04 PM UTC
I think he saw me as someone else,
As someone I wasn't and could never be,
But you saw me as I am,
Not what I could ever try to be.
As the days goes by, you feel more like home
Home as not the one I want to escape from.
I want to drown in your arms as I picture the confort out of it,
As if no cold on earth could ever get me,
And no evil within.
Oct 21, 2020
Oct 21, 2020 at 3:23 AM UTC
Love at first sight
Cannot be real.
For love can only
Be felt, if
We trust.
And are honest.
And comfortable.
But it is real,
For we see
Trust in anothers eyes.
Honesty in ones
Lines of their face.
And find comfort
in the way
They move,
Ever closer.
Apr 6, 2019
Apr 6, 2019 at 8:55 AM UTC
I was prescribed
hot chocolate
by a woman who let me
cry in her chair
on two occasions.
On bad days
I make myself have a hot chocolate
not because they’re particularly my favourite drink,
but because having this hot cup of
sugar
makes me feel like I’m doing something
to comfort myself
when I don’t know what else to do.
Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 9:39 PM UTC
Lover, Slide between me
And what I could be
And keep me comfy
Asleep and warm
Zeal brings great harm
You have me charmed.
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 12:04 AM UTC