The Hug Poem

I read about how you touched them and they were healed

Or even if someone just touched your cloak they were forever changed

You let a broken women bathe your feet in her tears

And you washed your best friend's feet

I am just wondering though did you just ever hug people

I mean I know that it is a silly question and all I am sure you would have why wouldn't you

But its one of those things that was never mentioned that got me thinking about it

And how whenever there was a touch from you sins were forgiven and sickness fell

I think I'm caught up in my sins last time I checked all my body parts were properly working, nothing special here

I am just a kid with a heavy heart these passing sunrises and sunsets

I don't think our encounter would have ended up in the gospels or anything

Because all I really need is a hug

That is ok for me to imagine right

That's not going to be conflicting with any sort of theology is it

Ok good, then hug me

But not one of these side ways one arm around the neck type hugs

Or the ghetto right hand clasp fists elbows to chest pit pat on the back back

Or you put your right arm over my right arm and I put my left arm over your left arm and we make this weird sort of diagonal thing

Nah none of those

BEAR HUG ME MAN

Take your old school carpenter arms and throw them over my upper body leaving my arms dangling underneath yours somewhere and I can barely move them because your squeezing so hard

But don't pick me up and make my back pop because I hate it when people do that

And hold me, hold me here in your arms until I start to cry because

I WANT TO CRY

But I just can't seem to do it on my own

I have been teary eyed once recently but not even enough for a drip down my cheek

Theres just hurt in my soul that needs to be purged so hold me in this hold pose until the pain is flowing from my eyes and nose