Sweet Embrace

It’s been a while,

since she’s held me like that,

what a sweet embrace.

Tender, vulnerable but strong,

no expectations,


Goosebumps on her arms as she drifted to sleep,

felt like they were my own.


eternally grateful,

Oh, that sweet embrace.

About robin

...writer, lover, fellow-man; divinely adrift in a sea of inarguable genius and intellectual nuisance. Read@ robinejohnson.wordpress.com Like@ facebook.com/storiesbyrobin Follow@ twitter.com/storiesbyrobin and as always, peace, love, and think! View all posts by robin

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