Hold Me?

"Us was nice and warm, no jacket, no umbrella, just warm."

A boy hugged me today. He didn't even really mean to, he was trying to keep me away from something, but as his strong, beautiful brown arms wrapped around me, as lightly as they did, I realized I miss that. I haven't felt it in years...years...years?...years! I thought back to the last time that I was warm in a man's arms, and I missed that feeling. There's something about that electric embrace that makes me feel loved, even if it isn't true. I feel protected, all my thoughts are clear and one feeling is solid - happiness. Wherever I am, it doesn't matter because where I really am is inside the shelter of two big, strong, beautiful brown arms. Why doesn't anybody hug me like that anymore?

And did you know that a kiss is actually more intimate than sex? There is a language of passion that only the lips and the tongue know how to speak correctly. For those of you who are shallow, let me say now, no, I am not a "freak", but when I love, I love with all of me, mentally, physically, and emotionally, so I know what is most important in each of those realms. And the real reason that an embrace is so special is because of the feeling behind it. It doesn't necessarily mean love, but it is something shared between two souls, even for a glimpse, that is manifested while they intertwine arms.