Perfection

[starless_knight]

I love big hugs. Or hugs from big people (compared to me). The tall, broad, could move a mountain if they pressed their shoulder against is and shoved persistently kind of big. The kind of big that really surrounds me and makes me feel all protected and loved. It's one of the best feelings in the world, 'cause I'm all cozy and safe

Comments

[rinichan]

I love the horrendous smell that a long-overdue rainstorm makes on baked asphalt, and the only reason I can possibly love it is that it smells like summer.

I love the smell of soil that's been in rain and warmth and shade for days, smelling just this side of fetid, and smelling - to me - incorrigibly of life.

I love cinnamon tea in the winter; the swirling steam it makes, the friendly embracing smell, the hot envivening fires it starts in the viens and in the mind; a far more pleasant intoxication than any other.

I love the crisp cool clarity of rainy nights.

I love you.

[starless_knight]

*grin* Love you too.

[folkmew]

Nice! Now I really want a plate of spaghetti!

See you this Friday!!! Oh BOY!

[starless_knight]

*laugh* See you soon.

[caffiene_fiend]

That's why you like hugs from me so much. I miss you.

[anonymous]

And I love you, Angel Claire.