Wednesday, May 2, 2018

The Hug




















I run to you

And fall into your arms

They are stronger than a year ago

I bury my face in your neck

You smell like another world

Of oil, and minerals, and dust

Your breath in my hair

Steals the breath from my lungs

I squeeze tighter

And we both know this hug

Means more than hello

More than thank God

And so much more than a marriage

It acknowledges everything good and right

Even when so much has gone wrong.



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