You
are the warm covers on a
winter morning with snow
and the feeling of carpet on
unsocked feet after a long day
such a comfort from one soul
to another.
You
are the reason I
am not talking right now
another stupid argument
over an inconsequential thing
brought me here
and to feel like a fool.
You
make the tear tracks
on my face turn from water
to salt and fade
from sadness to a simple
calm after a terrible storm
at sea where all I can hear i
the caterwauling wind
and the feel the spray in my eyes.
the emotions in these poem are described in a cool way. you mention things that id never ever think to include in a poem. I like how each poem was addressed to you but the feel of each one was significantly different.