A warm calm
Washes over me
As I melt in
Your arms
Intrusive, unnecessary
Self-doubt dissipates
Leaving only the
Sometimes needed reminder
This is still
Such a good thing
Despite the usual
Whirlwind of chaos
You patiently listen
Until the storm passes
I never feel
Judged
Do you know
How much that means
To me?
Later, arms tangled
Cozy, warm, and quiet
A luxurious languor
Settles in
Eyes growing heavy
Breathing in your scent
Quilted by your warmth