Hug Stories

“What can I do for you?” “Well, Professor Palmer, I’ve been browsing the Internet and came across your work on false memories and external indicators differentiating false and true memories,” Axel answered the man sitting behind the oversized mahogany desk. “That was based on research and clinical experience with childhood traumas such as those of rape or incest victims,” the professor explained. Axel laughed, “That’s not...

Memories we make them every day, I wonder do we realize at the time, How much that memory will mean later on in life. Something as simple as a smile from someone special that brightens our day. A hug from a friend when we need encouragement. A text from that special someone, How's your day going sweetie? Times spent sharing about our day, Words of encouragement offered at a difficult time, Times spent sharing accomplishme...

Hugging you hugging meCuddled close so tenderlyIn each others armsWe hear no alarmsIn each others eyesThere's no disguiseComfortable togetherHeads light as a featherBeating hearts in rhythmSouls feeling a collisionNot wanting to let goContent with the flowCuddled into you tenderlyJoined as one you and meNo words need be saidNo worries or no dreadLetting all our stress's fleeHugging you hugging me

I should write a poem,So a poem I shall write, Though, actually, I don't feel too bright,So maybe I'll just take a flight.A flight to where?Now, that's a bugbear!I'll go to where I can hug a bear. I should watch out,Lest I get julienned,Or for me, it shall be the end.