Sometimes, I think
drinking hot chocolate is a little like
kissingwhen I brush my thumbs gently
across the warmth cradled in the cup of my handsand drink
and it's like
coming home
after a long,
long dayand I feel warm
and happy
and safe.

YOU ARE READING
「re:yours」
Short StoryI think, when I finish, I'll take a nap. Just for a little while. Companion piece to「dear」