"Next Hug" / by Marsha L. VonderBrink, by marsha Subscribe to rss feed for 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!

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Posted: 2009-04-25 02:21:29 UTC

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