Thursday, February 9, 2012

Lynette's hugs

they started in her toes
crunching in a ball
-------she loved finding lint between those pudgy toes
and moved up those ferociously strong legs
scissoring my waist
-------legs that could bend any which way
-------and became pistons with skates leaping and twirling
-------in phrased figures
her body glued to mine in unflinching love
-------small but filled with giggles and sweet sweet summer
and then the arms around the neck vice-like
that wouldn’t let go as if love was an endurance contest
-------with perfect hands that can do anything they want

finally head buried in neck
fine hair tickling
thought forgotten in this wild explosion of pure affection

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