"Next Hug" / by Marsha L. VonderBrink

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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

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