Photo of painting — photo by Author

I bought a painting of a man and woman passionately hugging.

The couple’s purity and uncensored expression of love bring me joy as it sits on my desk, unhung.

When I consider moving it to the wall, I pause, cherishing the pair’s connection. It reminds me of my own.

Ed and I are big-time huggers. With each embrace, I feel my blood pressure drop and my love for him grow. We rarely show public displays of affection, but our adoration is…