Ten Seconds

Even the simple
is laced with complexity
when all you want
is a ten second hug
(which you promise
will end your cravings)
but you know
you would turn to liquid
in his arms after only five
and he would have to
hold on to you
until you regained
your balance—
and maybe even
carry you away to safety
if your legs
gave way altogether—
and there’s no telling
when you’d be strong
enough to walk back
to where you came from
and by then
he might not be able
to let you go.









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