A Poetry game. One theme, 2 styles

1. The Warmth of a Woman's Hug

In her arms, the world stands still,
A quiet calm, a gentle thrill.
The warmth of her touch, so tender, so sweet,
A solace found where our hearts meet.

To snuggle close, to be held in her arms,
Her presence soothing, her love disarms.
Her heartbeat whispers a steady song,
A rhythm that says, "This is where you belong."

The moment lingers, soft and pure,
A fleeting bliss, yet it feels so sure.
Her touch a balm, her warmth a fire,
A simple hug, yet it lifts me higher.

To be wrapped in her, to feel her grace,
Is to know the power of love’s embrace.
No words are needed, just this gentle art
A hug from her heals the soul and heart.


2. A Missing act

A woman's hug
Soft as a rug
Her heartbeat sings
My spirit springs

She holds me tight
All feels right
Her warmth, her grace
A sacred place

In her snuggle
Life’s no struggle
Her touch, her charm
Safe in her arms.

But oh, bugger,
My wife is no hugger.