there are times
words not only aren't necessary
aren't needed
aren't wanted
times only a touch will do
and sometimes
that touch
is a hug
there are hugs
and there are hugs
last Saturday
I was hugged
by a gentle man from Australia
it was a beautiful hug
a totally asexual hug
a heart hug
it was a safe hug
I was hugged
and today
such a difficult day
filled with such difficult news
it was the echo of that hug
that carried me through
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