His Hug
I miss the man I love.
I’m excited to see him
and to hug him so tight.
I want to feel his arms around me.
A few more minutes,
I’ll be with him again.
A few more steps,
I’ll touch him again.
Finally, I saw him!
But she’s with a girl.
No, I shouldn’t be jealous.
He won't do that.
I walk slowly towards them,
he noticed my existence quickly.
He was ecstatic to see me
and hugged me tightly.
I feel safe in his arms.
My heart beats swiftly.
and I heard his heartbeats too.
His hug assures me I’m only his girl.
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Dimensions Of Love
PuisiThoughts. Feelings. Experiences. Three words and when connected to each other is a lover's love letter or narrative. There are two inseparable feelings where one is often defined as a deep affection while the other one is a feeling of likeness and f...
