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The soft constant thud of heartbeat 

I melt like dark chocolate so sweet

Wrapped in the comfort of white plush pulse.

Not teddy bear

Not the soft fur of the baby dogs

Ah, the quiet gentleness of my hubby.

I see so little 

I hear so little

I comfort in so little.

Road warrior I am; cold and armored to battle the insanity of this mad world

The quiet comfort of the hotel guest above

And the loud scrambling comfort by the quest next door

Both of which is wish to never know.

I know my life no more

Taken on its own life existence 

One that is lonely, cold, and filled with the silent screams in my head.

I so want to be wrapped in the tender white plush pulse of my real life

The soft whisper in my ear 

The most tender kiss on my forehead

The warmth of your arms tight around me.

Protect me from this insanity.

I leave the armor in the limo ready and waiting for next week.

Hold me tight. Don't let go. Let the world scream by without us. 

"I love you now and forever,"