Bear Hugs
 




Though I am no beauty
you call me mano meskute*,
your warm, your soft, your cuddly
teddy bear.


With your strong arms around me,
such blissful joy has found me.
We will always be together;
we're a pair.


Rain comes, making puddles,
we embrace in teddy bear cuddles,
like nothing else on earth
can this compare.



mano meskute*,
Lithuanian for teddy bear







By cherryk

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