He speaks to me, I hear Him say, "Follow me, My child, I'll lead the way. Keep My commands in all you do, Love your fellow man, As I love you. Just speak to Me, That's all it takes, To ease the pain, When your heart aches. I'm no farther than a prayer away, Anytime, Night or day. And when it's your time, Just take My Hand, And We'll walk together into The Promised Land."

As the morning alarm sounds and the automatic blinds open, I rise from the couch and stretch. I started in the bed, curled up next to the woman who feeds and cares for me, but she moves around at night. So, at some point, like most nights, I moved to the comfort of my own space. She smiles at me as she rises, bids me good morning, and offers me breakfast. Of course, it’s the same meal as the day before and the day before...

The girls had been getting along pretty well together in El’s room, El playing teacher, Em playing student (they always played the same roles without variance), but then Em had turned rebellious on her teacher and was threatening to not do her assignment until El shared some of her apple. Now they were fighting. John and Alice knew this because they were on the first floor of the house, in the family room, directly below...

The house stood at the entrance to the block, dwarfing all the other houses. John and Alice learned a bit of the history of the house from the previous owner, who was a bit of an amateur historian. The original owner of the house, a Mr. Reginald Bowens--the man who built it, gave it life, brought it into the world--was a railroad scion for C&S Railways. The smaller houses in the neighborhood that huddled under the house’s...

  To watch someone you lovesuffer in any way, and then stand idly byyour voice silent and thoughts unable to convey Is the worst kind of torture,to pretend everything's okay. My heart threatens to burst,at the mere thought of your dismay.  I just want to hold youand make it all disappear, wrap you up tight in my armsand dispel your every fear.  My world has changed,because of how close we have grown, so whatever life thro...

Please don't push me awayNow is not the time to stay strongI'm here, my arms open wideOr to just sit in silent commune with youNo, I can't begin to fathom your painI can only offer the comfort you seekMom, stepdad, niece, great-nieceNow sister all gone. Taken away too soonTrite words spoken, they are now at peaceNot helpful for you, but perhaps in future daysI only want to offer you some comfort and releaseMy family intac...

For months, she and I would talk to each other at length about nothing at all and everything in particular. Life, current events, what occupied our mind, what we did last night or the day before and so on. The conversation was convivial. I found her to be a charming and engaging woman. She was intelligent and well spoken, her words were chosen carefully with rarely an utter of profanity emerging from her lips. I always sp...

To whoever you areI can't promise you money,And I can't promise you comfort,But I can promise you a warm handWhen the darkness comesAnd a warm smileWhen all the world rages around us.

Hiro's alarm clock rang. He was still sleeping in his textbook, unbeknownst to his alarm. After five minutes of it ringing, Fuji came in and turned it off. He looked at his son, took his rolled up newspaper, and slapped him in back of the head. "WAKE UP!" "Ahhhhhhh!" Hiro nearly fell out of his chair. He rubbed his head to see his father in a light blue silk robe. Hiro looked at him as if he were a stranger. "Dad?! What a...

Comfortable. At peace, Contemplating. Not a conversation- -but things privy shared already, And yet, Like strangers we sit.

my tears burst forthfrom their prison bank,where they have been from the beginning, where they had lived with my pain,swam in my sorrow and survived my nightmares.I let them gofor to stop them will do no good.in cascading rivuletsthey travel down my faceto comfort me,to soothe me.and as they leavethey turn to me and sayworry not old friend,wipe us awayfor there are more of usin you.

Walking along the beach staring out over the waves. The sun slowly setting As a gentle breeze blows salt onto our lips. I feel your arms tighten pulling me against you. My foot catches on something And I fall, landing on the soft sand. Looking back, I notice a bottle I pick it up and go to place it in my bag when I notice a piece of paper inside. Curiousity getting the better of me I just had to open it Tapping it gently...

Sitting here on the beach surrounded by our friends Curled up, in each other’s arms we listen to the crackle of the fire. Slowly we lean back Looking up at the bright stars And I feel your arms tighten around me As you pull me close. Slowly I turn look up into your eyes Feeling your warm breath against my cheek you slowly turn and brush your lips against mine. Gradually the kiss intensity grows and I feel you press harder...

Laying together in the back of his truck Looking up at the stars as they talk quietly Discussing their problems and current concerns. Offering each other Comfort and support. They move closer She rests her head on his shoulder as he pulls her close hugging, holding her tight. She turns towards him placing a soft kiss on his cheekand a hand on his chest. Feeling his grip tighten as he kisses her cheek then forehead. Before...

It's an addiction I'm sure That at the end of a long stressful day I can't wait till its time for bed And let you take me away My head on your chest  Under your chin  Damp hair tickles my cheek  As I just breathe you in. I hear your heart beat  A melody to my ear  It doesn't matter how bad the day was  All my cares disappear  I listen to you breathe  So lost in our connection My hand on your hip Just inches from your erec...