My Hugs Story
Before… I beheld her quivering, shirking---
suffocation gripped her with my envelopment;
breaking free from the gentleness I exuded
she would scamper wailing…
as if scorched by my belongingness’ warmth.
After painstaking therapeutic sessions
offering my compassion-propelled embrace
I witnessed her, gradually yielding to me
succumbing to my love-blest invitation…
devoid of resistance.
Graciously overcoming
grievous traumatic hug-pressure
she confessed that she’s healed
from domestic violence, by the mercy of God*…
Who rescued her against lustful and incestuous hugs.
Now… with serenity's bliss
she’s cheerfully reaching out to others
letting them feel kindness-driven hugs
sealed by care, concern, and comfort...
precious blessings of earnest bonding.
*Psalm 52:8 ... I trust in the mercy of God for ever and ever.
June 6, 2020
8th place, "Hugs" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Craig Cornish; judged on 6/14/2020.
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