Tuesday 24 January 2012

Arms

It's all about the hug, the embrace, the connection.  For a few minutes, you define the world between you and your partner.  Everything that happens outside that circle happens on a different planet.

Oh, the other planets have gravity.  They affect each other.  But when it all works perfectly they share a common orbit, and you can give all your attention to shaping your own little world.  And your partner populates it with all the things that make you smile and cry and laugh and hope.  And she turns a world into paradise.

Until the music ends, the arms release each other, the circle breaks.

Sometimes the hug remains in the body a long, long time.  I've carried some with me for years.  I hope to carry them a long time still.

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