Embosom Me

I, ache for a hug
a cuddle
an embrace, a squeeze, a caress,

Alas, I am touch deprived.

I crave to envelope

Someone special,

in my arms,

So tight,

Where,  we both

melt and mould

nullifying the

agony of life

Our mortal parts

brush to fondle

each other with love

The  pounding  hearts

When embosomed,

Tears of joy stream
flushing away the agony of life.

I feel safe

I sense your tenderness for me

I am comforted in distress

My soul pepped up.

Such miraculous is a HUG

I envisage of being caressed

For, your warmth

your compassion

rejuvenates me.

My soul is then elated.

 © 2015 Ajay Pai (Reserved)
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