Sometimes all I want…

Sometimes I just want a hug. Not a kiss or sex … it’s just a hug! There is desire, love, passion, attraction … everything … but at that particular time, I will give my kingdom for a hug. Let it be a long, soft, loving hug … where I can feel your heart beating close to mine and sure that you’re there by my side, to say that everything will be alright. Embrace with desire. Sometimes I will ask, but it will be even better when you realize that I need and open my arms before I ask. You don’t have to say anything, don’t feel pressured to say something to calm me down or make me smile … just take the time to make me realize you care. If I smile inside your embrace, it’s because of the feeling of peace … if I cry, it will be like an outburst and then … just squeeze me a little bit harder. If I pull you closer, it’s to believe you’re there. As much as you find me strong and independent, never forget that behind this shield, there is a someone that asks for affection. Even though I’m the one who always listens and helps, I also need you to do it for me … remember that and hug me. Before a moment of need … there are people who want to talk for hours and hours, there are people who want to cry and complain, there are people who want to scream … I want to be hugged. If I say I love you while I’m there … that’s when I’ll be truer. If I sleep, don’t go far … even asleep, I will feel your protection. And when dawn, surely all will have passed and joy will return with the sun. So stay close, because at this moment, I will want much more … and I will be yours fully. But understand that from time to time … a hug is all I need!

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