"cuddling" poems
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.
May 29, 2018
May 29, 2018 at 11:25 AM UTC
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
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 10:45 AM UTC
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.
Dec 14, 2012
Dec 14, 2012 at 12:11 AM UTC
At four, you took my hand and pulled me to your bed,
your small form cuddling, curling, you urgently said,
"Tell me… tell me a story! Story, make it long",
I began to tell the story, the story of when you were born:
Drums and bugles, bubbles and balloons,
somersaulting clowns and calliope tunes,
you came out to meet them, on the day that you were born,
and they were there to greet you, through a January storm.
Lions and gorillas marched to military airs,
snowmen and snowwomen danced without a spring time care,
somewhere in the harbor, a tugboat played a note,
and all the while you smiled a smile, upon a birthday float.
Just like a circus troupe, we formed a great parade,
and sauntered to the birthing bed where your mother lay,
she picked you up, she held you, as close as close can be,
her hand in mine, she softly said, “Now... we are three.”
Copyright © 2003 Gary Brocks
Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 9:31 PM UTC
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.
Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 10:58 AM UTC
Why is it
When I see your face
All I could think of, is how much I miss you?
How much I want to keep laughing
And hugging
And cuddling you.
How much I want to keep you safe inside my arms
While your voice kept on mumbling about her.
I just can't help myself
From loving you
Even though you still don't understand it.
Why am I trying so hard to give you as much lights as I can
When I don't even have a small gleam to keep myself awaken
And alive?
All you're doing, is break me and hide the scars
Putting on as many band-aids as you can
And making my skin joins up together again
But you never take the time
To look inside my flesh
And see how much veins, and thews you have tore.
You flip my world upside-down
You break my bones all the time
You kissed my hopes away
Can you at least fix me once again?
Jun 20, 2014
Jun 20, 2014 at 7:40 AM UTC
I want to lay in bed with you
No thoughts of ***
Racing through my body
But the only thought
I'll allow tonight
Is the thought of holding you
Under every moonlit lullaby
And let stars watch with full smiles
As they witness my love for you grow
I don't care what the world has I say
I'd rather you call me your teddy bear
Than they'll know I'm not in it for the ***
The royal treatment is for you
And this late night cuddle session
Is only the beginning
Because tonight I'm going to show you
That even with my weakness
I'll protect you through the night
I'll be your dream catcher
Your luck rabbits foot
And chase away the worries of tomorrow
I'll cuddle concrete
I'll cuddle rose pedals
But nothing in this world
Could ever amount to the roaring passion
I can ever feel
When its your heart and soul I cuddle with
Your my yesterday
My every day tomorrow
And the last thing I want to embrace
When I fall asleep thinking of you
This late night cuddle session
Isn't over because I'll hold you
Till the moon and sun decide to collide
I love you like teddy bears love cuddling
And theirs nothing this teddy bear loves more
Than loving you
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 2:27 AM UTC
Breathing in your alluring scent
Enjoying the ride, as the wheels go round
Cherishing the times we have spent
Smiling to our 'question', an answer we have found
This romantic attraction
So beautiful, truly spellbinding
An intimate connection...
That's what we are sharing
Having simple meals together
Indulging in chucklesome little talks
Laughing cheekily, we teased each other
Ambling along the smooth sidewalks
This deep affection
So beautiful, truly spellbinding
An intimate connection...
That's what we are sharing
Fulfilling your heart's desire
Appreciating your genuine kindness
Seeing you smile from ear to ear
Bringing back the long lost happiness
This sweet satisfaction
So beautiful, truly spellbinding
An intimate connection...
That's what we are sharing
Cuddling in your loving arms
Holding back my tears
Embracing me with your hidden charms
Taking away all my fears
This perfect expression
So beautiful, truly spellbinding
An intimate connection...
That's what we are sharing
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 3:41 PM UTC
Dear Friends, I had composed this poem in 2008 after reading an
article by a Lady Doctor who was a Biologist, and had initially posted it on 'Poemhunter.com'. Hope you will like it! Thanks, - Raj
PHYSICS AND CHEMISTRY OF LOVE !
Love’s physics and chemistry, has forever
remained a mystery!
There are no permanent equations to resolve,
Love's unseen wave like force!
It travels through three dimensional space,
At frequencies higher than electromagnetic
waves!
It remains unhindered by barriers of cast, creed,
or clime,
Giving two beating hearts a feel of the divine!
It generates a magnetic force field, making
two hearts in unison beat!
Yet Biologists claim that a chemical called
(PEA) Phenylethylamine, -
Triggers loves molecules in the human mind!
Chocolates are rich in this PEA content they say,
And is a perfect gift on the Valentine’s Day!
The chemical Dopamine makes the lovers to
glow and feel fine,
When they live on love and fresh air and may
even forget to dine!
While Norepinephrine, which stimulates our
adrenaline production,
Makes the lovers world go round in a joyous
motion!
But Oxytoxin that 'cuddling chemical', requires
constant contact for its effects to prevail!
Cupid’s arrows may be dipped in its pail,
Before those arrows on lovers begin to hail!
Creating unbearable attraction leading to infatuation,
Making two hearts beat as one with love’s magic
potion!
But such feelings remain for a limited duration,
Varying with people with different emotions!
In a 'mercurial type' loves ecstasy gets mixed, -
And they frequently require a PEA fix!
But those who stick to a single mate,
Are said to be rich in Vasopressin content!
And finally when infatuation gradually subsides,
Chemicals triggered by Endorphine slowly overtakes,
When calmness and stability with loving bond
prevails!
This Endorphine is reputed to be rather addictive,
And firmly binds those forces released by PEA, -
which are rather seductive!
(All Copyrights with Raj Nandy of New Delhi)
Jun 4, 2016
Jun 4, 2016 at 9:22 AM UTC
*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*
Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 7:44 PM UTC
Skyscrapers and mango trees wearing boxer briefs.
The tantalizing wind blows caressing paperclips and mortuary signs—
turning them indigo red for we all know that dead bodies are nothing but dead.
Hymns of love and soliloquies of the unconscious ego—
Id of our time but men of the past be our hero.
Leaving to wonder, if king Nebuchadnezzar was a crack-feign
would Coca Cola still educate penguins on the importance of Lesbian Existence?
For in this war of life, cockroaches are the real winners,
and the taste of excellence is only reserved for fire extinguishers —
so if nuclear clouds persist,
let the fire burn with love and you lay on the bed of oblivion
cuddling the moral that capitalism leads to schizophrenia.
So insure your sanity for free 99, this, with warm regards from yours truly,
Rhizome of Golgotha.
Nov 29, 2012
Nov 29, 2012 at 8:19 PM UTC
I Love You Sarah
Three words that anyone can say
But not everyone can achieve its meaning
I wish I can have your personality in my life everyday
To see a movie or whatever you would like and then cuddling
I know we spent less than a week together before you left
But we are still going strong though all this distance
You mean everything to me and that is the truth
But I really do love you with all my heart
Not just a single, lonesome part
With all my heart
I love you
Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 10:27 PM UTC
Sleeping together.
Naps together.
Breakfast in bed naked.
Leaving little notes everywhere.
Good memories,
bad memories faded.
Getting sick together and
eating chicken noodle soup.
Laughing together until we cry then,
crying together too.
Finding our happy place
where the bad memories faded.
Cuddling in a dark room
where only "us" exists.
Knowing each day that you
are mine and I will always
be yours and this,
this makes the bad things fade.
Moving in with you
is my dream come true.
Oct 29, 2016
Oct 29, 2016 at 8:29 PM UTC
Fingers loosely interlaced,
caressing the flesh
cuddling the palms
brimming with pristine emotions.
I feel subtle touches
tender, warm, responsive.
Certainty intertwined
commitment gently placed
a promise of keeping knitted.
Something runs deep through the veins
affectionate racing pulses.
With hands clenched
and walking side by side
we vow a journey of acceptance
forever and for always.
Sep 6, 2020
Sep 6, 2020 at 3:47 PM UTC
Look outside and watch the snow
If you see it falling then just go!
Have some fun in those pure white fields
Make an angel out of snow or even an entire man
And enjoy the winter as long as you can
You could also simply just go and sledge, if you find a hill
Surely that could give you a nice little thrill
Or enjoy the cold, cuddling your lover
A chocolate milk and a blanket would be a nice cover
Or you could write
Under an starlit night
Full of wonder and delight
Amazed by this season and its might
~ Umi
Dec 21, 2017
Dec 21, 2017 at 1:07 PM UTC
While we lay in bed
Your arms in mine..
Our eyes softly gazing into each other
Our lips met with a gentle touch
Then, they part... to invite the warm swirls of our tongues
Gentle kisses, Gentle tongue fights
My hands, caressing your soft skin
They seem to run .. in search of something
Slowly, our clothes peel off
And skin on skin, we kiss on
Your legs part,
I move in
I got hard,
You got wet
It was painful at first
When I first penetrated your fortress
When I tear down your walls
But,
Rocking and moving
It turn into immense pleasure
With a final ****** of love,
I ********** into you
Warm, and wet...
Our eyes met again, and gaze soften
We bask in each others scent,
Cuddling under the warm blanket sheets
Sealed with a kiss, on the lips and your forehead
Your arms in mine..
We made love under the moonlight
Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 4:00 AM UTC
Our first date at Rise
Holding your hand at the Firehouse Theater
Eating bagels you brought back from Montreal
Having lunch at Salata
Going to the Arboretum
The way you peeked out children’s house
Cuddling on the couch
Watching Game of Thrones
When you fell asleep in my arms
Drinking Amaretto Sours
When you would be silly
The sound of your voice
The maraschino cherry stem you tied with your tongue
The Forget Me Not Flower Kit you gave me
Exchanging texts
The sound of incoming WhatsApp messages
Diner at Howard Wangs
You wearing bunny ears during Easter
36-28-41
When you posed for me
Your blues eyes looking up at me
Seeing your smile
Touching your lips
The way you smell
The secrets you would tell
Showing how you care
Hugging me tight
Letting me take care of you
When you cook Arepas
The gluten free Clafouti
The time you had the flu
Wearing Calvin Klein underwater
Your dainty feet
Your goddess like figure
Your cute accent
Typing in the door bell code
Hearing you answer
The emoji of puppy heart kitten
Knowing you are my Bijou
Calling you Minou
Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 7:21 PM UTC
Nearly twice as tall,
And just as thin,
You hold me in your arms,
And the whole thing begins.
"Today was just awful!" I cried into your shoulder,
You kept me sane the entire time,
My eternal holder ,
You helped me through my darkest days.
You move me to the couch,
And pull me farther in,
I tried to resist your help,
But I knew you'd always win.
You wrapped your knee around me,
Locking me in place,
I never wanted to be free,
From your loving embrace.
Kissing the top of my head,
You whispered comforting words in my ear,
Saying they weren't worth getting this worked up over,
Killing my fear.
I wrapped my arms around your shoulders,
Burying my face into your chest,
I never knew a guy that would be any bolder,
Then to hold me close and make the whole world disappear.
A soft kiss on my lips,
Wiping the stray tears from my cheeks,
The warmth from the fire spreading over us,
I hadn't felt this safe in weeks.
Until you took me into those arms I felt as if I was hanging by a thread,
But I know from your soft kisses and deep embraces this will never end.
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 4:12 PM UTC
Don't Worry, Be Happy
In life you rarely catch a break,
was being born just a mistake.
Things may happen beyond our control,
those are the days when you pack a bowl.
If you find yourself in any kind of trouble,
a real friend would be there on the double.
If you find life ain't worth living,
waiting for you is a new beginning.
Not every day can be perfect,
maybe your thoughts, you need to collect.
Some days you wake up on the wrong side of the bed,
just be glad you didn't wake up dead.
No matter how much your in pain,
hide your tears by crying in the rain.
There will be days when you're depressed,
you may even feel like you're possessed.
Every dark tunnel has a hidden light,
you have to search hard, cause it isn't always bright.
Then out of nowhere things fall into place,
on those days, you must carefully embrace.
No matter how bad it seems, someone has it worse,
life is something you can't rehearse.
Find something that will make you smile,
if you still have an old phone, give me a dial.
No matter what always think positive,
dress up nice and be very provocative.
I wish there was a happy pill,
they already have one that makes you chill.
I think of my kids when I feel sad,
that makes me one happy dad.
Cuddling with my girlfriend makes me happy,
she accepts me even though I'm a bit wacky.
Always look on the bright side of life,
love can be spread with a butter knife.
I've been down, I've been out,
my heart has poured red like a spout.
So on those days when you're feeling blue,
just don't forget it goes the other way too.
Oct 24, 2013
Oct 24, 2013 at 2:09 AM UTC
It would be nice to pick up eggs for you while I’m out
Save you some time
Knowing you won’t be hungry tonight
It would be nice to wash our cars together
Sharing the bucket
Shining our chrome bumpers to reflect our smiles
It would be nice to go to a wedding together
Wearing our new shoes
Dancing with the crowd and seeing only you
It would be nice to take a walk around the block
Holding hands
Feeling your warm fingers intertwined with mine
It would be nice to pick up shells on the beach
Footprints in the sand
Bending over to pick up that one perfect shell
It would be nice to look at the full moon
Moonlight shines bright
Illuminating our bodies we enjoy our nakedness
It would be nice to tell you good-night
Fluff up my pillow
Falling asleep cuddling you, I am content
Nov 3, 2010
Nov 3, 2010 at 8:31 AM UTC
I remember when I used to wish for weekends
It was time for us
Nobody came between our plans
Not even ourselves
We’d vent and release
Letting go of all worries
We’d joke and laugh
About anything and everything
We’d hug and kiss
Cuddling until our heart’s content
It was just us
But something changed one day
I’m not sure what it was
Now it’s as if I have to
Pull teeth and nag constantly
Only to spend a few hours together
On a Sunday night
Where you leave early
Because of life the next day
I know I shouldn’t complain
Every moment with you is a moment well spent
Though, I can’t shake this feeling
That you want to spend less and less time
By my side
Maybe I’m losing my mind
I always tend to wonder
If I annoy or bother you
I only want to hear your voice
To talk to you and be noticed
I just want to be loved
And it feels like you don’t even want to do that
Let alone spend time with me on a Saturday night
Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 7:59 PM UTC
I’ve fallen head over heels.
Crazed into an unknown and different love.
And this time I know.
I know it’s different.
So different; because my heart beats differently now.
Not out of sync. Not out of place. Not beating in pain.
It beats like it was meant too; in rhythm to something that matters.
Into something that might change you.
Into becoming perfect in someone’s eyes.
The beauty of something so real, makes everything seem like diamonds.
All unique; always and endlessly lasting forever.
Communicating sweet gestures and making love seem like a person.
You patiently wait and watch it grow.
Into a gorgeous emotion.
That will never leave your sight.
Because now.
It’s a part of you; a part of your life.
I’ve landed in the arms of someone who makes my bones weak.
But manages to keep me together with simple sentences.
You are stunningly beautiful.
You are everything I could ever want in a person.
You give me butterflies when I see you.
It makes you fall to pieces. Crumbling like your favourite dessert, but still tasting ever-so sweet.
You melt.
But you are still intact; more intact you ever thought you could be.
And you smile, making you feel whole again.
Completing the jig-saw puzzle of your life.
We all dream.
Of a love which will carry us away.
That will make us feel like a fantasy in our own special movie.
And we’ll live happily ever after, regardless of where we are.
Never doubting anything that may come your way.
A love so powerful, that the settings don’t matter.
Only the two of you count.
Time seems so unimportant when you’re together, because you know what makes you grin.
Living your dream, with that one person.
Who makes the day all worth it.
So I’ve fallen head over heels.
Into something I never prepared for.
Into something most people can only dream of.
And in that moment, when you feel the love in your soul.
You are at peace.
Cuddling up to the one who made it all happen.
Thinking... “Thank you, for making my dreams become real”
And they’ll smile, and say “I would never take it back. Your love gets me through the day.”
The psychic bond, of the minds.
And you’ll melt together, like ice-cream on a chocolate cake.
So sweet, so right together, and the moment will last forever.
Like lovers.
Aug 26, 2010
Aug 26, 2010 at 4:07 AM UTC
I wonder if you dream of me
If you remember me at all
I dream about you sometimes
It´s all I have since you are gone
I dream of us alone
People are so much noise
They distract me from what I want
You smile, your kisses and so much more...
I wonder if you think about me
If you can even think anymore
I think about you often
The cuddling, the hugs, the walks...
And it fills me with memories
Of things that can´t return
I yearn for remedies
For the malady of your loss
Yet what my heart aches
Is nothing compared to yours
I hope you can think of me, my love
As you lay dead on the earth
And you mind on the void...
Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 1:04 AM UTC
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, **** OFF IIF YA WANT ME TO CUDDLE
WANT ME TO CUDDLE WANT ME TO CUDDLE
PLEASE **** OFF 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 **** OFF 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 **** OFF
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 5:50 PM UTC
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.
Dec 19, 2014
Dec 19, 2014 at 1:56 PM UTC