A Moment of Closure

A hug they call it, a sweet embrace,
               I see naught much more than casual waste.
Hear this: When two wrap arms those two touch hearts. Loves 
Warmth is shared! A tethered hearth! Droves 
Of waterfall on rock below, loaded 
Avalanches of melting snow!
And yet more: a tickled itch, a rope wrapped gift…

I loath and pray those numb hearts feel, 
Further that they know to sift 
As though what they’ve shared is as real as real. 

I would begrudge for what I’ve seen, 
but they don’t know what they’re holding 
Is worth much more than just a hug.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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February 17, 2023 at 1:37 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you.
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