he embraced me softly, holding his hands on my thighs. his chest was warm against mine, and i could feel the pounding of his heart. it felt great, being there with him, in that moment in time.
but that was then, and this is now.
His arms envenloped me in the most amazing embrace, after years of being apart it felt like sweet heaven to be back in his arms. I love this man, this solidier, this fighter. “I love you” I sobbed, but now they were tears of happiness instead of pain.
He embraced the wind. It was the only thing he could do as it tore through the surrounding landscape. Fighting it was useless; all he could do was spread his wings, take off, and hope for the best.
She embraced her with all the passion she had within her. It didn’t take much to hold on, the girl was small. Not a child, but slender and fragile. Her body froze from the shock of the unexpected gesture and the closeness of another person. They stayed put for a significant moment, and when she let go there was a smile upon each of their faces.
She embraced the fact that she was clumsy and used it to her advantage. By the time she graduated highschool she had perfected the art of being clumsy in a cute way. The way she said, “oops” when she dropped or spilled something left a person unable to be angry.
I ran across the airport to meet my love, despite the do not enter sign. Without a second thought, I embraced her. She smelled so good, felt so soft, her body trembled beneath my arms. I embraced her for what felt like hours. I never wanted to let go.
a lovely thing. when you can show how you notice the delicate and little things of someone, a hand behind the neck, on your forearm, pushing hearts closer together, a moment of vague truth. the perfect medicine when you receive it from the right person. reconciliation, stillness, wholeness, atonement.
she ran to him, ran with everything she had left, and collapsed in his arms in an unbreakable embrace. she was his now, and he knew that. he would never let her go.
They embraced tightly, driving the breath from each other’s lungs. It was an act of desperation and relief, because the people they’d woken up next to that morning were all dead.
“We’ll be okay,” Tim whispered.
Sam shook his head. “No. We won’t last –”
“We’ll be okay,” Tim said again, and he reached for his gun.
she stood there, warmth rushing through her veins. his embrace. it was unlike anything else. she was happy, content, elated. nothing in the world could surpass this…
It was a simple thing, an embrace. A gesture of love and caring. Perhaps adoration. A gesture that had been denied to me my whole life. I was not embraced. Nor was I loved, cared about, or adored.
he embraced her. the night was young and they had nowhere to go. it was a magical time. dusk, the amber sky as the sun set, cicadas singing in the trees, excitement in the air as everyone got ready for fireworks.
There are dreams where i am embrace a child that is mine. I wake up with that feeling of wanting that feeling to be true. To be embraced by a child that means everything to you.
That’s when they clinched their toes and moved into each other like they’d just met. Though, it’d only been a few years, long years at that. He a veteran of three wars, her, a nurse who’d never seen a healthy body.
I’ve never been embraced the way you embrace me. I feel so unbelievably safe, it almost makes me want to run. I can’t sleep without your arms around me, I can’t dream without your body against mine. I love you, embrace me forever.
it was wrapped around me like a young tree wraps around that stick that holds it up in the ground. my knee brace was tight, and it really loved me. whenever i played basketball, it held me up and let me grow… embracing me.
the time when you love someone fully and unconditionally. You embrace them. Embrace tomorrow because you love yourself and want the best for yourself. embrace is about emotional connection.
I embraced my future. I’ve decided nobody but me can decide where ill go and what i can accomplish. Im done living for others, im in this for me. and i embrace that completely.
When his arms around me, all I can think of us love. How much he means to me. How much I desperately need him to need me.
I don’t want a kiss.
I don’t want sex.
I don’t want to feel like I’m being used.
I want to feel safe.
I want to be embraced.
To be drenched in his passion and love. That’s all I’m asking for.
i touched her
like i would you
its okay i guess
i would have embraced you the same
thinking you where him
i miss him the most
wish he wanted me
cant make that happen
embraced
embarrased
love, something about hugging, you know that feeling you get when youre hugged by sone, but it’s more than hug, it’s something more powerful. When you’re embraced by someone you feel them. When you’re hugged you just feel. It’s a hard word to explain but it’s a beautiful word.
The feeling you get when you and the other person love each other. Not necessarily romantic. But it is a beautiful exchange of friendship. Safety and love. And peace. Lots and lots of peace. You are home. They are home. You get to a beautiful place in your friendship.
I embraced him as he stood in my doorway, blue eyes sparkling, hair unruly and playful. He is always so huggable, fitting perfectly in my arms, a little curve in his hips for my arms to settle. I breathed in his scent, stronger always when he sweats, but he wasn’t sweating yet, but the first smell is always perhaps, the best.
As he fell he moved his good arm, the right one, to brace himself for the impact the ground was surely going to have. Death’s embrace was welcoming him home, or at least that’s what it looked like.
We embraced in the middle of the storm. Just then, as I pulled away, eager to go to the shelter of the gas station’s overhead, he leaned in and kissed me. Despite the water filling our boots and the wind stinging our skin, it was the best kiss I could have asked for.
I am not big on embracing things! I like to keep things the way they are! I don’t like trying new foods! I dont like eating fruits and vegetables or any of that stuff! I dont embrace much except new hot guys or new cute clothes or new friends!
And there, clutched so tightly to the womans’ chest, was where she felt the safest in years. With whispers of “Hush, it’ll be okay.” resonating in her ear, the girl began to dream of of a world where everything was okay.
i stood there in his arms, perfectly at ease, content, and elated, a sensation only achieved in this state. i gazed into his blue eyes and my heart fluttered and melted at the same time, i’ve gotta be in love
If only I could feel embraced. I am so disconnected from everything. It’s like I exist in solitary confinement. Neither an adult or a child, incapable of a decision.
look over the shoulder, the breathe crystallized the mirrored reflection in front of them. naked, sweating.
he embraced me softly, holding his hands on my thighs. his chest was warm against mine, and i could feel the pounding of his heart. it felt great, being there with him, in that moment in time.
but that was then, and this is now.
His arms envenloped me in the most amazing embrace, after years of being apart it felt like sweet heaven to be back in his arms. I love this man, this solidier, this fighter. “I love you” I sobbed, but now they were tears of happiness instead of pain.
He embraced the wind. It was the only thing he could do as it tore through the surrounding landscape. Fighting it was useless; all he could do was spread his wings, take off, and hope for the best.
She embraced her with all the passion she had within her. It didn’t take much to hold on, the girl was small. Not a child, but slender and fragile. Her body froze from the shock of the unexpected gesture and the closeness of another person. They stayed put for a significant moment, and when she let go there was a smile upon each of their faces.
She embraced the fact that she was clumsy and used it to her advantage. By the time she graduated highschool she had perfected the art of being clumsy in a cute way. The way she said, “oops” when she dropped or spilled something left a person unable to be angry.
I ran across the airport to meet my love, despite the do not enter sign. Without a second thought, I embraced her. She smelled so good, felt so soft, her body trembled beneath my arms. I embraced her for what felt like hours. I never wanted to let go.
a lovely thing. when you can show how you notice the delicate and little things of someone, a hand behind the neck, on your forearm, pushing hearts closer together, a moment of vague truth. the perfect medicine when you receive it from the right person. reconciliation, stillness, wholeness, atonement.
she ran to him, ran with everything she had left, and collapsed in his arms in an unbreakable embrace. she was his now, and he knew that. he would never let her go.
I’nn never feel one with a human as strongly as I feel one with music. It tells me everything is going to be okay, because we both know it will be.
They embraced tightly, driving the breath from each other’s lungs. It was an act of desperation and relief, because the people they’d woken up next to that morning were all dead.
“We’ll be okay,” Tim whispered.
Sam shook his head. “No. We won’t last –”
“We’ll be okay,” Tim said again, and he reached for his gun.
she stood there, warmth rushing through her veins. his embrace. it was unlike anything else. she was happy, content, elated. nothing in the world could surpass this…
It was a simple thing, an embrace. A gesture of love and caring. Perhaps adoration. A gesture that had been denied to me my whole life. I was not embraced. Nor was I loved, cared about, or adored.
he embraced her. the night was young and they had nowhere to go. it was a magical time. dusk, the amber sky as the sun set, cicadas singing in the trees, excitement in the air as everyone got ready for fireworks.
I love being embraced! What a wonderful thing to have a physical expression of love…
Need a hug right now…. free hugs anyone? (:
There are dreams where i am embrace a child that is mine. I wake up with that feeling of wanting that feeling to be true. To be embraced by a child that means everything to you.
That’s when they clinched their toes and moved into each other like they’d just met. Though, it’d only been a few years, long years at that. He a veteran of three wars, her, a nurse who’d never seen a healthy body.
a warm hug in a cold winter day, under the sheets, with the one of all.
She embraced him softly as mellifluous tones flew through the summer. A beautiful heart wrenching departure with no regard.
I’ve never been embraced the way you embrace me. I feel so unbelievably safe, it almost makes me want to run. I can’t sleep without your arms around me, I can’t dream without your body against mine. I love you, embrace me forever.
it was wrapped around me like a young tree wraps around that stick that holds it up in the ground. my knee brace was tight, and it really loved me. whenever i played basketball, it held me up and let me grow… embracing me.
When I’m embraced by you I feel like I’m floating. When I’m embraced by him i feel as if I’m suffocating.
the time when you love someone fully and unconditionally. You embrace them. Embrace tomorrow because you love yourself and want the best for yourself. embrace is about emotional connection.
I embraced my future. I’ve decided nobody but me can decide where ill go and what i can accomplish. Im done living for others, im in this for me. and i embrace that completely.
When his arms around me, all I can think of us love. How much he means to me. How much I desperately need him to need me.
I don’t want a kiss.
I don’t want sex.
I don’t want to feel like I’m being used.
I want to feel safe.
I want to be embraced.
To be drenched in his passion and love. That’s all I’m asking for.
i touched her
like i would you
its okay i guess
i would have embraced you the same
thinking you where him
i miss him the most
wish he wanted me
cant make that happen
embraced
embarrased
love, something about hugging, you know that feeling you get when youre hugged by sone, but it’s more than hug, it’s something more powerful. When you’re embraced by someone you feel them. When you’re hugged you just feel. It’s a hard word to explain but it’s a beautiful word.
The feeling you get when you and the other person love each other. Not necessarily romantic. But it is a beautiful exchange of friendship. Safety and love. And peace. Lots and lots of peace. You are home. They are home. You get to a beautiful place in your friendship.
I embraced him as he stood in my doorway, blue eyes sparkling, hair unruly and playful. He is always so huggable, fitting perfectly in my arms, a little curve in his hips for my arms to settle. I breathed in his scent, stronger always when he sweats, but he wasn’t sweating yet, but the first smell is always perhaps, the best.
As he fell he moved his good arm, the right one, to brace himself for the impact the ground was surely going to have. Death’s embrace was welcoming him home, or at least that’s what it looked like.
embraced in the clouds, i wept
then hurled out of the clouds, i rejoiced
as the sky was ever so beautiful
before i entered the clouds.
We embraced in the middle of the storm. Just then, as I pulled away, eager to go to the shelter of the gas station’s overhead, he leaned in and kissed me. Despite the water filling our boots and the wind stinging our skin, it was the best kiss I could have asked for.
I am not big on embracing things! I like to keep things the way they are! I don’t like trying new foods! I dont like eating fruits and vegetables or any of that stuff! I dont embrace much except new hot guys or new cute clothes or new friends!
Insomniac-exhausted and near-dead from yearning, all she could do at 3 AM was hold the pillow and sigh. Blue eyes can do that to a woman.
And there, clutched so tightly to the womans’ chest, was where she felt the safest in years. With whispers of “Hush, it’ll be okay.” resonating in her ear, the girl began to dream of of a world where everything was okay.
in war time she wrote, “my beloved…” dreaming of the moment it all will end in an embrace, if he ever returns.
i stood there in his arms, perfectly at ease, content, and elated, a sensation only achieved in this state. i gazed into his blue eyes and my heart fluttered and melted at the same time, i’ve gotta be in love
doing it once is never enough if it is the proper embrace. so again…and again… and again……….
If only I could feel embraced. I am so disconnected from everything. It’s like I exist in solitary confinement. Neither an adult or a child, incapable of a decision.
He embraced me. my arms hung down, numb. Your hug does not soften the blow of betrayal.