"Next Hug" / by Marsha L. VonderBrink, by marsha |
A simple smile, tilted at the corners, twinkles that drip onto a laugh. What a sparkle shooting from the center, tighten the heart, rush of love. A precious moment stolen from time, golden seconds, clutching our throats. Dipping our chest, bending waist high, catching our breathe for the next hug! 1/24/97 |
Posted: 2009-04-25 02:21:29 UTC |
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