I could never turn away sweet words and gifts
But there is something special about a hug.
Flowers fade and words can change, but to be held by the ones I love
…what bliss
How can I explain the sweet feeling that wraps around my heart as arms are wrapped around me.
An all consuming sense of safety as if those arms vow to shield me from all danger
My eyes close with the distance between us as I reminisce on the blessedness of our intimacy
I am held and you are healed
Or is it the other way around?
Even for just a moment, the noise escapes us here in this embrace.
The Road Writer
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