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By hannie, Cincinnati (Madeira), OH

Sometimes I like to close my eyes
And remember the moment-
The second before I looked away:

A joking sound of disgust
From friend walking by
Muttering something about cooties
And “public displays of affection”
As we stood there embracing in the door way

A chuckle fell between us
As he dropped his arms
Laughing at our friend

Attempting to cover the awkwardness,
Yet failing, he smirked
“That was just a hug.
A ‘public display of affection’ would be…

His fingertips glided across my cheek
And he lowered his head

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