and she was...

Yesterday I got it.
During a mutual hug with the wife (wondeful, wonderful, kind, sweet, and beautiful- I am so happy for him and thankful to her) of an old friend, and older ex-boyfriend who has had double his share of trips around the block and hard knocks- I got why men like to hold us so much.
She was warm, and soft, and smelled so nice- gentle as new apple blossoms on your nose.
I wonder if it is anything like this to hug me.