his hugs are as satisfying as hot chocolate on a cold winter day,
they are comforting when things aren't going the right way,
they keep me warm on even the coldest of nights,
standing there admiring the lights

his hugs send a spark with in me,
one I wish he could see,
it isn't about where you have been; but where you are going,
life is forever ongoing

I hope I spend mine in his arms,
where i am safe and face no harm,
my least favorite time of the day is when it is getting late,
but i know I will have something to look forward to when I awake