Baby's Breath

 I place my hands upon my waist

caressing the hollow within

if I were to remain chaste,

here - no life would begin.

I often daydream of men to take me

plant a seed within my soil

on some days, my heart is aching-

longing for a child, within my body's coil.

 

If you shall grow within my walls,

I would sing to you all day-

while awaiting your arrival, my voice calls,

my stomach is the cocoon where you lay,

and surely without voice you won't refuse,

the melody in solitude I sing,

my child, my silent audience, subdued

without objection- you're a perfect thing.

 

The months of my gestation quickly pass,

and within my body you will cease to be,

I'll hold you for the first time, lad or lass-

yet longing for you to be among me.

The separation depresses my mind,

although you're in the safety of my arms,

to look within my stomach you would find-

a hollow, empty place of fragile charm.

 

But I love you, my child.

Your breath flickers throughout your lungs,

upon your face spreads a smile,

composed of matter where the stars are hung,

you're the most important being forever,

I will love, and laugh, and raise you-

forget my work, I'll play with you whenever,

and accept you on whatever path you choose.

 

 

Reviews

[JustKeith]

Beautiful.......

[Sketch]

I love this, its amazing and it gave me butterflies. I wish for children some day and this poem definitely put a smile on my face. I love it. Great job. =)