The first hug I wanted to stay and have the wish of never coming out, the temperature of your body made me wanted to scream and shout.
The second hug was a forceful grip from yours to mines, it was so intensifying and beyond compare that I couldn’t even look you in your eyes.
The third hug you literally swept me off my feet, where when you did it my heart skipped a beat.
The fourth hug I got what you wanted to for surely give to me, a memory that I will cherish happily.
The last hug was the last and a very sad one, the most heart wrenching time before the(endings of my fun times with you was done) end to my times with you of fun.
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Author:
Corine Wison (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Never be afraid to express how you feel at the time you do feel it and especially when it's strongly felt.
- Category: Love
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