The Struggle Of A Cuddle Poem by Not Long Left
The Struggle Of A Cuddle
i struggle when having
to give strangers a cuddle,
i get myself in such a muddle,
what if they go to kiss my cheek,
and i foolishly go for the lips,
i would curl up and hide for a week.
do i cuddle with tight manly arms,
and then where do i place my palms,
do i pat there back,
how long does one cuddle for,
before,
one gets the feeling of unease,
so please please please,
just shake my bloody hand
A cuddle is a simple embrace, it lasts as long as one feels it should. Sometimes a handshake just doesn't cut it! I liked this one, Vincent!
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4/23/2024 12:18:20 AM # 1.0.0.1119
LOL...Loved this one! ! I can truly relate! It's even worse in Canada when you deal with a lot of French Canadians...they like to kiss...or brush both cheeks! ! AAAggghh! ! LOL Hugs, Dee