Pick Your Poison

A Poem About Hugs

Embrace: a cherished blessing, 
my chosen voice, 
and the greatest conduit between 
ones first taste of another
and the present moment 
justly connecting these
humans together.
Bleeding heart to thumping chest;
reminded by the plush solidity 
of another astral body that
(in these tightening seconds)
our similarities can trump 
the distance between. 

For it is with 
that we encounter 
such satisfactions;
and without pretension to mute 
our pulse's rhythmic shudder,
we are left to enjoy 
the fleeting grasp
of mutual intentions 
in the space that we now share.