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Nat Lipstadt May 2015
a woman, confident in her cuddling abilities...

that's all any man wants,
a woman, confident in her cuddling abilities,
who knows the when and why of differing
cuddling styles...

a woman, confident in her cuddling abilities,
who knows when to leave a man alone
alone in his man-mourning time,
distance needed,
letting his ex-rage dissipate or
watching his red and blue football
redefine ignominy...

a woman, confident in her cuddling abilities,
that when the man low whistles, eyes adrift,
she heartily agrees and is
reciprocity rewarded regularly
with hunk alerts of
"hey-check-him-out!"

that's all any man wants,
a woman, confident in her cuddling abilities,
a tigress in the bedroom
she asking, try this, I'll love it,
served with a desert demo of awkward afterward,
his less-than-perfect cuddling abilities

a woman, confident in her cuddling abilities,
who doesn't abhor partner silences,
comforting they are, in their own ways,
lying side by side, interrupted only by peccadillo body noises unexpected and
sheepish apologies and loving arm stroking

a woman, confident in her cuddling abilities,
who lets the man roar, top of voice,
when imprisoned in car,  
his voice, un enfant terrible,
performs with Creedence Clearwater
a sing-a-long in traffic, asking
"Have you ever seen the rain"
while amidst Israel-leaving-Egypt
Sunday beach traffic on the L.I.E.

a woman, confident in her cuddling abilities,
when it's pheromones  alternative mode day,
he celebrates Carole King day,
she demonstrates her cuddling abilities,
par excellence, with kisses and tissues

a woman, confident in her cuddling abilities...

a woman, plain confident in her abilities
no matter the situational status,
when confronted by
less-than-crazy-impetuous,
she smiling says "why not,"
when he proposes,
a movie and dinner in a fav haunt?
"plenty excellent enough" her answer,
spoke in a rising voice
full of unfeigned delight

a woman, confident in her cuddling abilities,
accepting the unexpected airport embrace
on a moving sidewalk, unexpected delays
with the aplomb of a well lived life's
long term sustainability perspective

when he kisses her hand for no reason,
while driving 75 miles per hour,
she only winces internally,
the other hand vise-grasping
the other door's handle,
who brushes hair wisps in a dark movie,
celebrating her Bathsheba Everdeen's
duality of strength and tenderness

a woman, confident in her cuddling abilities,
that when on second date he proposes
a non-exclusive relationship,
confident enough to high-five respond,
and laugh about it,
seven years on

a woman, confident in her cuddling abilities,
that when she reads it,
analyzing the oeuvre as
"too **** personal and
as usual
too **** long"



that's all any man wants,
a woman, confident in her
cuddling abilities
in everything...
even a little occasional criticism
Entirely fictional, of course.

L.I.E. is the Lomg Island Expressway, a/k/a, the longest parking lot in the world.
Red and blue football team, the NY Giants.
Bathsheba Everdeen from Hardy's "Far From the Madding Crowd."
Alternate song choice, the Eagkes "Take It Easy."

Inspired by this:
http://www.nytimes.com/2015/05/10/style/modern-love-tinder-swiping-right-but-staying-put.html?rref=collection%2Fcolumn%2Fmodern-love&contentCollection;=style&action;=click&module;=NextInCollection®ion;=Footer&pgtype;=article
Anna-Marie Rose Mar 2017
Every night you are cuddling with a shadow
that lies there somewhere in between your
memory and reality...
Every night you are cuddling with a shadow
and there is no one to hold you,to embrace
you,to put their feet between yours..
Every night you are cuddling with a shadow
there is no easing out of this pain,you
will get through it,but I know you will
be forever cuddling with a shadow
Haylin May 2018
Cuddle in my arms, you are.
We just enjoying quiet time together.
Relaxing on the couch in the dark with a single candle burning.

Just reflecting back on our relationship.
Like when we first met.
It's been a worthy experience.
One I wouldn't trade for anything.

I remember our first kiss.
It's simply hard to forget.
It was sincere.
It was passionate.
Just like the one I've just given you.

I remember our walks in the park.
Those self made dinners we had.
Those was good times.
Just like those we are creating now.

As we are just cuddling in the dark.
Reflecting back.
jeffrey conyers Dec 2012
Cuddle in my arms, you are.
We just enjoying quiet time together.
Relaxing on the couch in the dark with a single candle burning.

Just reflecting back on our relationship.
Like when we first met.
It's been a worthy experience.
One I wouldn't trade for anything.

I remember our first kiss.
It's simply hard to forget.
It was sincere.
It was passionate.
Just like the one I've just given you.

I remember our walks in the park.
Those self made dinners we had.
Those was good times.
Just like those we are creating now.

As we are just cuddling in the dark.
Reflecting back.
Unrequited Love Sep 2013
I think people find cuddling so appealing because of how close you become with that person, not just physically but in the sense that when you sleep you are at your most vulnerable.When you dream that's the real you shining through and you let that person see that, to be there to hold and protect you. When you decided to share something like that you are showing that person how much you really trust them.
I just wish I had someone to share it with
I HATE WHEN KOOMARRIS CUDDLE UP TO ME, CUDDLE UP TO ME CUDDLE UP TO ME

I ESPECIALLY HATE KOOMARRI MEN CUDDLING UP TO ME

SO I TOLD HIM I WAS STRAIGHT, AND HE TOOK OFFENSE

PLEASE KOOMARRI MEN, ******* IIF YA WANT ME TO CUDDLE

WANT ME TO CUDDLE WANT ME TO CUDDLE

PLEASE ******* KOOMARRI MEN IF YA WANT ME TO CUDDLE

I AM NOT GAY, AND IF YOU TAKE OFFENSE, WELL GOOD,

YOU’LL LEARN YA LESSON

I AM A STRAIGHT MAN WHO LOVES TO HAVE WILD PARTIES

I AM NO GAY, I AM NO SQUARE

I LOVE WILD PARTIES OUT, CAUSE, HOME PARTIES CREATE ****

AND I AM NOT GAY, SO ******* KOOMARRI MAN

I HATE KOOMARRI MEN CUDDLING ME, CUDDLING ME CUDDLING ME

I HATE KOOMARRI MEN CUDDLING ME, IT MAKES ME FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE

AND IT MAKES YOU LOOK SO GAY, LIKE A ****

YOU ARE A ****, YOU ARE A ****

I SAY THIS WORD TO PROVE A POINT

DON’T EVER CUDDLE BRIAN ALLAN, IF YOUR A MAN, CAUSE I AM, NOT GAY

IF YA TAKE OFFENSE, GOOD, YOU’LL NEVER BE CUT OUT TO EVER BE LIKE ME

A COOL MAN, WHO HATES, ****** ACTIVITY, WITH SAME ***, IT’S MY PEROGATIVE, DUDE

I HATE ANYTHING GAY, SO *******
M  Dec 2014
cuddling
M Dec 2014
sleeping alone hurts a lot more
when you have actually felt
the warmth of someone else for weeks on end
all these teenagers complain about not cuddling
when their cuddling is awkward and strange, hard to fall asleep to
but when I was in my friend's arms
(and legs, and face, and hands, and feet)
it was like the world was okay again
and the two of us together were dry and warm, right there
taking a break from reality
the cold could not touch us.
b for short Sep 2013
I don’t much care for
this summer heat anymore.
No one likes to touch.

I much prefer fall—
its chilled breezes and need for
some warm, close contact.

Tighter hugs, stronger
drinks, shorter days, and longer
nights with encouraged

cuddling, cuddl—
ing, cuddling, cuddling,
cuddling— you dig?
© Bitsy Sanders, September 2013
Haylin  May 2018
Cuddling Facts
Haylin May 2018
Cuddling literally kills depression

If you cuddle, you will become addicted to each other

Gives the same reaction as taking painkillers

Though they hate to admit it, men love cuddling just as much as women

Can strengthen your relationship and built trust

Can heal wounds faster

It's the best feeling
This is why you should cuddle
WistfulHope Dec 2014
His green eyes stare into mine
Glistening in the candlelight
Shifting their gaze as it flickers
He kisses my hands and up my arms
Melting my heart and the snow
My cat. <3 ... He loves me because I feed him. -.-
I wish your emptiness were not mine as your cuddling was not
I wish your parting were not mine as your coming was not
I wish your sorrow were not mine as your happiness was not
I wish the coldness of your being away were not mine as the warmth of your ******* was not
I wish the stabbing nails of jealousy were not mine as your tender hands were not
And I wish your beauty, your being like an angel and your being this good
had never met my eyes

— The End —