X. Your Hugs

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Your Hugs

Your Hugs were devine,
Sweeter than the best wine.
Worth more than ten thousand kisses
I chose your Hug over a million kisses.
They were all I needed
They were all I wanted.

Your Hugs made me feel loved,
In your arms I felt desired.
In your arms time was just a number,
It had absolutely no power.

Your Hugs were comforting,
Your arms made me feel secured.
I ignored their continues warning
And you left me injured.

Your Hugs now carry thousand thorns
But I crave for your hold still.
I'll hastily run onto your thorns
Regardless. I'm certainly certain I will.

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