I had a dream last night, about a hug. something so simple, the act of hugging. i was out the other night, and a friend of mine, gave me a hug. not a girl hug, which are nice too, but a good ole guy hug. there is something about being held by a man that feels safe and good. its the best kind of hug when that man is your lover, your partner, your husband. your soulmate.
i miss skin. i miss my skin on his skin. i miss that feeling of snuggling up. of stretching out. of breathing in, feeling your hearts beat. my skin is sad. and alone. its misses the sensation of being up against another. in the safe place, the good place.