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Moments of comfort and pleasure,
like your bed on a rainy day,
those impossible to measure
that leave you complete in some way.

Being with the people you love,
after an absence much too long,
it envelopes you like a glove,
and feels sweeter than any song.

Cookies baking, the aroma.
So sweet with just a hint of spice
and the first soft bite, melting, ahhh
…Yes, it does feel that nice.

When you can convey how you feel,
with perfect words which flow and roll
from deep inside, sweet words so real.
Poetic words words can warm the soul.


One comment on “Warmth

  1. […] are the cookies that are referenced in one of my poems and are simply perfect for the holidays or any special […]

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