Hug
1.
"Have you hugged yourself today?"
I still remember that question.
I was not able to answer it.
But there you were, you always so,
if you ask questions
you have had the answers.
"Your arms are too short for your body.
but certainly long enough for me."
Then you came into my arms
and dwelt therein.
"Do you still keep that hug?"
We asked each other.
Then we laughed together.
A hug is the only
answer to the question.
Then buried us into memories.
2.
My wife prefer to hug than to say a word:
"i love you, boy!
i love you, hubby!"
As if the two arms
can convey all the secrets.
Our children grow
loving arms more than words.
That is why every night my wife
prayed to be an octopus.
And all of us come into
the hugs of her hands.
3.
One by one, the body
will escape from the hug
then our arms
began to carry guns
and wars.
The body was destined
to belonged to a hug
then later owned by bullets.
Copyright © Aan Mansyur | Year Posted 2012
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