Some spoken word ya heard....

In comfortable agony
The routine I do trust
Uncomfortable with you
The routine I do lust
The fantasies of you
The fantasies of love
So easily engulfed
Quick sand, I am sinking
You hold me in my place
So used to the thought
So used to the structure
So used to the loss
Feelings so deep
For you grooves I create
So deep and so long, attached to the rest
Feelings flowing over freely
Creating unrest
Unsettled, distraught
Unable to stop
New grooves created
Forever I am lost