A tacklehug
Running out to greet friends.
The feathery-light feeling
Of my friends' fingers at my waist, shoulders,
All grasping for some sort of an embrace.
A giant group hug
Bear hugs, too
Running and leaping and laughing.
A tap on the hand,
Asking for permission
Going a little beyond
Friendship
Scooting closer
Leaning in
Holding hands.
Arms around shoulders,
Elbows hooked,
A giant spinny circle
Where we always fall down.
Human touch is an incredible thing
And I cherish it.
Duet
starting together ending together
weaving around each other's sound
adapting tuning
instinctively fitting into the tone
the way we want to do this
the contrast
played so perfectly
The agony of the human race
simple creatures
snickering at my poetry
banging their fists against their heads
stalling work
reading mushy parts of books they pretend not to enjoy
saying stupid things
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling, ring tingle tingling too
F F F F F G F-D Bb C D C-A G F-
imitating the human voice with instruments
percussion back there repeatedly hitting the sleigh bells
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