^*^If I to anyone could give a hug, I would give one to the one that I love. A tender embrace to fill me with warmth, and show him a direct route to my heart. There's never a time that I can't imagine, his arms around me in an innocent passion^*^

^*^ There are all types of passion to be learned from a hug. But if you for once can try to imagine, He is the half to the whole of a red box of my love that holds dear the key to my heart^*^

^*^ Together we create radiating warmth, that is the same as the warmth of the Caribbean waters caressing the beach with a passion felt only from the depths of its heart. As I give him my hug, He smiles with an undying love and his eyes are too beautiful to imagine^*^

^*^ Sometimes I can imagine that we're flying like birds towards the warmth of the sun, or a flower of blossoming love which a butterfly kisses for the nectar of passion that comes from one heartfelt hug, and is formed from inside of your heart^*^

^*^ As he slips away, I can feel my heart in my ears beating like drums, to imagine the meaning of the wonderful hug. In my arms I can see the heat waves of warmth come only from the passion of the innocence of the embrace from our love^*^

^*^ It is not a real love.. If it not come from the heart and does not have some small hint of passion. Nor can I ever imagine ever losing that valuable warmth that comes from a passionate hug^*^

^*^ A tiny red rose is an unquestioned hug, and I'll never forget his great warmth. Next time we'll have a good kiss, I imagine..My Love^*^