C.J.H Poem by Hannah Penman

When I first saw you I have to admit nothing really moved inside of me I didn’t know you, you were foreign. But now I would like nothing more than to hug you. To feel the warmth of your body on mine. To feel the grasp of your hands around my waist. For you to pull me in close and tell me how happy you are. Knowing that nothing can ever pull us apart or ruin this moment.