Have you ever felt
A compelling urge
To hug somebody?
To just wrap your arms around them
And never let go?
You just want to drop everything
And hug that person,
You just want to be near them.
Because you seem to say more,
Have deeper discussions,
When you’re in each other’s arms
Then when conversing aloud.
That’s the kind of bond
I want to have with someone
Because the simplest of things
Than any words
To be hugged by someone you love,
Is not a simple matter.
The first hug was shy and awkward,
But the second hug was warm and complete.
The heat radiating from him on a cold winter's day,
Warms me up.
His arms circling around me,
It feels like home.
It is like we are meant to be,
As we fit completely with each other.
I feel safe in his arms,
Like he is protecting me from the outside world.
I can tell that every hug I get from him is full of love,
As I also put all my love into my hugs.
One hug can make you feel special and happy,
So treasure that hug and do not forget.
The hugs from this special person are wonderful!
At the head of this lumbered
hammock of oak
and mattressed sheets,
plumped like a squat bunny pile,
rests my pillow.
It's so sweetly snug.
You're not as eggwhite as you used to be.
See that sundried smudge?
That's where all my dreams
leaked out of me like rain water
that trickled off the sky's leaves.
They spiraled the streets to sewerpipes,
and drained back into the green ocean blue.
You're filled with my sea sinking memory.
See that damp dribbled dot?
It's where I shed the first
of my many tears in some
darkly midnight hour
when others suspected
that I could not feel a thing.
You're still soft like our sweet serenity.
See that dimmed dent?
That's where my hard head
drifted down like a balloon losing air,
hoping for that cushioning catch
of safety, where life feels ideal.
I'm glad you were always there,
resting with me,
cradling my weird ears
and mattresed mesh inbetween
with a tight snug hug.
I will never dream without you.
I stand behind you quietly
My hands resting on your shoulders
You want to turn around
But I hold you from behind
My heart beating hard against your back
My hands slide down your sides
While my cheek presses against yours
A whiff of pachouli and jasmine lingers
As my hands find your restless fingers
And fold them inside my warm embrace
I turn you around and find your face
Seeking out mine, our eyes searching
But I lay my hand behind your head
And gently push you down onto my chest
Both my arms stretched around your back
Like an oyster covering a prized pearl
I hold you until your breathing slows
My breath in your neck, softly blows
Small goosebumps on your arms now shows
You open your mouth to speak
But I press two fingers against your lips
Motioning silence while I pull you close
One last time
Oh how sublime
Our bodies rhyme.