18 September, 2010


It’s familiar. It’s structural. It’s comforting.
It’s safety, knowing caring and compassion still exist.
It’s a warm blanket on a cool summer night.
It’s hot cocoa someone made for you waiting by a fire.
It can be a gleaming nectarine of ecstasy or a slow cello saying, “Hey, we got this.”
It’s mascara stains on a white t-shirt.
It reminds who you are and who you care about.
It says innumerable words with the utmost sincerity.
It’s reunion.
It’s human.
It’s powerful.
It’s close.
It can be whatever you need it to be.
It’s love.

It’s a real hug.


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