Grateful for a Cuddle

I am grateful for a cuddle, to be caressed skin on skin, and to feel that everything will be alright. I too need to hear that it’s going to be okay; that I am going to be okay. And with a cuddle, I find that shelter and strength. Care is the cure, protecting me against all that I fear and loathe. In the embrace, I am warm, and this stroke of affection multiplies that very feeling in me. I am thankful for this presence, this touch of love. Between our supple bodies, tenderness resides, nice, cozy, and snug; our bodies in poetry as we wrap and hug. A leg around leg, toe-to-toe, hand-in-hand, I want to hold, and never let go. Something so simple and yet so sublime. I am lucky to share this bed of mine.

I am grateful for a cuddle.