little imp

It’s cold but
You are tucked deep inside

She jumped on my stomach this morning
I spasm-ed, screamed OW!
I wasn’t hurt but thought
If I screamed loudly and quickly enough
Nothing bad would happen

I eat
What you want, when you want
Wear whatever you allow that day
I like what you’ve done to my hair

Not everyone knows about you yet
I like keeping you a secret
Then breaking the news like fortune cookies
Greeted by wide eyes and smiles

Curled on our left
We nap
My new blood
And I

These months I will hold you
Day and night
And try to promise
My best
While I sip wine
Into your ocean

Posted by acr at February 18, 2006 07:34 PM | TrackBack