Sunday, November 30, 2014

|| he births in me love ||

he hears me
like his first love
he plays with me
like childhood memories.

he feeds me
the first morsel of his love
he sees me
as his future

he nurtures me
like his palms
he kisses me
like his precious dream

he reads my silence
like the most powerful dialogue

he shapes me with his love
he gives me the joy of re-birth
before birthing his progeny
he births in me love.

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