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Perfect HugNever known before the hug from you. Wrapped up, cuddled tight, our bodies joined as one. We quietly breathe in synchronized rhythms. Your arms holding me close, mine flung across your chest. I listen to the beat of your heart, each pulse repeating love. I find myself in a cocoon of warm surrender, of tender satisfaction. Dreams only peak my desire, illumine the aroused heart of my late-night memory. Star-shine rains down upon our tangled bodies, dusts us with the hope of another perfect hug. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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