Poetry

Wind Horse Hug

Oh to ride the Santa Ana current
Of a deep deep hug
That electrifies my cells.
Where is my flying wind horse
Now masked by social distance?

Oh to breathe into a deep deep hug.
I wait for wings of Pegasus
To liberate my heart
When once again I may enfold
The ones I love in deep deep hugs.

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