moments after your arms release

Braeden Sagehorn he/him/his

moments after your arms release

profound whispers 

towards the heart 

keep it beating

and as it marches on 

the warmth of the body

hugs closer towards infinity

a warmth so unpronounced

that time itself stops

allowing for the heat

to finally sink in.

where does the warmth 

go when the hug is gone

but out into the world

for others to enjoy.

this absence of heat,

this cold, is nothing 

but love dispersed

among the many 

creations here 

on this great blue 

ball.