Who could’ve thought…
certainly not me…
how the fires of love
would burn so intensely,
and consume me
in the miniscule span
of three precious weeks.
Actually though,
it was longer;
it began
eight months earlier;
before the final
three weeks of your
most cherished life.
It was before I
tenderly touched
your fragile skin,
so paper thin,
and looked into those
beautiful amber eyes,
when you’d open them.
My own amber eyes
looking back at me.
You were my mirror
and I had no idea, then,
just what I’d see,
or what YOU could see
as you looked right
into me.
You, my little one,
showed me a part of
myself I never thought
existed
before you.
If I hadn’t held you
for the treasured
time allowed,
if I hadn’t felt you
with my own skin,
seen you with my
own eyes,
reached out with my
own heart,
or enveloped you with
my own mind,
I wouldn’t have believed
how much the fickle
fires of the heart could
grow, expand and
utterly consume me,
in the span of those
three precious weeks.
The moment you exhaled
your last little breath
and died in my arms,
you took a piece of
my very soul
with you.
Keep it safe, my love.
You planted it deep
within you long ago,
allowing it to grow.
I love you always,
of that never, ever doubt…
till we meet again
my treasured
first born.
I missed you then,
I miss you still,
and for forever
always will.
-by Mercurychyld
Copyrights
~~~~~~~
~ In remembrance of my
Giovani, born and died
14 years ago this 5th
of July. Never forgotten.~
❤️
Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 2:13 PM UTC
Who could’ve thought…
certainly not me…
how the fires of love
would burn so intensely,
and consume me
in the miniscule span
of three precious weeks.
Actually though,
it was longer;
it began
eight months earlier;
before the final
three weeks of your
most cherished life.
It was before I
tenderly touched
your fragile skin,
so paper thin,
and looked into those
beautiful amber eyes,
when you’d open them.
My own amber eyes
looking back at me.
You were my mirror
and I had no idea, then,
just what I’d see,
or what YOU could see
as you looked right
into me.
You, my little one,
showed me a part of
myself I never thought
existed
before you.
If I hadn’t held you
for the treasured
time allowed,
if I hadn’t felt you
with my own skin,
seen you with my
own eyes,
reached out with my
own heart,
or enveloped you with
my own mind,
I wouldn’t have believed
how much the fickle
fires of the heart could
grow, expand and
utterly consume me,
in the span of those
three precious weeks.
The moment you exhaled
your last little breath
and died in my arms,
you took a piece of
my very soul
with you.
Keep it safe, my love.
You planted it deep
within you long ago,
allowing it to grow.
I love you always,
of that never, ever doubt…
till we meet again
my treasured
first born.
I missed you then,
I miss you still,
and for forever
always will.
-by Mercurychyld
Copyrights
~~~~~~~
~ In remembrance of my
Giovani, born and died
14 years ago this 5th
of July. Never forgotten.~
❤️
Most others have forgotten or put it out of their minds...but a mother never can. I will forever be marked. I wouldn't have it any other way.
