Affection — it is the stuffed chair of love.

Love smooches and smacks; affection grazes and snacks.

It is after we lose our mothers that we are most in need of the warmth of human affection.

Affection, reception — the soul’s sweetest confection.

Passion a hunter, affection a saunter.

My cup of tea my cup of me.

Don’t just love me, like me.

Hand on arm gives no alarm.

To be touched is better than to be taught.

To heal me hold me — stay near.

Imperfections — they are most soothed by affections.

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