Hug

There has never been a hug like that.
A complete hug it was.

From the tip of our toes
to our shoulders,
Every inch of him was
hugging every inch of me.

He was pressed against me wholly,
In fact, being tall was dropping him on me a little.
I was pressed against him wholly.
And I was dropping myself on him a little.

We were swaying too. Slightly.
I was tapping his back, caressing him,
And every time we swayed, oh,
a soft sound left our throats.
A soft moaning sound.

I was almost breathing.
His arms were crossed at my lower back.
My arms were crossed around his neck.
We were standing near his bed,
On the 8th Floor.

I arrived, and he just hugged me like that.
Maybe I wanted to hug him like that since I saw him.
Or he lured me into this hug, he said he wanted.

It looked like how much he wanted that hug,
Every inch of his cell watched this hug,
the way our cheeks rubbed,
our heartbeats synced.

The way my hand slowly lifted itself
and slipped into his hair.
The way he buried his face into my neck
smelling my hair,
My chin is resting on his shoulder,
finding its way to his chest.

Close to the sunset, it was
An accidental meeting after such a long time
at such an hour, at such an unlikely place
He didn’t release me
I didn’t release her
A complete hug it was
Wholesome.
Warm.
Heated.
Loving.

And we had never loved each other too
We just knew each other
From a long time ago
But when we saw each other
and the way we moved towards each other,
and the way we hugged,
Oh, it was as if we had something
beyond love between us.

Something that cannot be defined.
A feeling so strong that all the feelings
of love collectively would be small before it.
Only tears didn’t appear in my eyes.

The hug was so damn tight.
So unbreakable.
So perfect.
So complete.
There were many hugs, but there can never be
A Hug exactly like that!