Comfort

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The ways in which you talk to me,
make me wish you'd never leave me;

and the way in which you say my name,
makes me wish you'd stay.

Then, you did stay,
And I fell asleep in your arms.

Your warmth,
a comfort more than you'd ever know.

Don't hurt me.
Don't burn me.

My pretty Adonis,
I've been bitten by wolves and foxes and so I hope,

You won't hurt me too,
Though we both know I'm a fool.

I'm hoping we can see this through.

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