*I gave you life; you came from inside me,
Even though you began with a little of him and me, I sustained you
You literally lived off me
You grew up on the gist of what I consumed
You were tied to me with an undeniable chord
Without me you could not exist
You were a part of me, an inextricable part of me
I could have cut off your life – I held the power
Nevertheless, I am mere human with a soft spot.
You grew larger and I grew,
I developed as you did,
I felt you inside of me
No one will know the satisfaction of being filled up like that,
Or perhaps it’s the secret that women hold
Your life in mine, Your body in mine
No one can get closer than that.
Then the day came when you didn’t need me anymore
You were strong and brave and you wanted to sustain your own
You came out, You breathed on your own, You ate on your own
You bear resemblance of him and me
The physical chord was cut
But why oh why do I still feel your tug,
Every time you cry, you laugh, you crawl, you walk, you run,
You play, you go out, you vacation with friends, you leave home,
You date, you get married,
I still feel you inside me
Moving, filling me up and still tugging all the time….*
Jul 27, 2011
Jul 27, 2011 at 2:03 AM UTC
*I gave you life; you came from inside me,
Even though you began with a little of him and me, I sustained you
You literally lived off me
You grew up on the gist of what I consumed
You were tied to me with an undeniable chord
Without me you could not exist
You were a part of me, an inextricable part of me
I could have cut off your life – I held the power
Nevertheless, I am mere human with a soft spot.
You grew larger and I grew,
I developed as you did,
I felt you inside of me
No one will know the satisfaction of being filled up like that,
Or perhaps it’s the secret that women hold
Your life in mine, Your body in mine
No one can get closer than that.
Then the day came when you didn’t need me anymore
You were strong and brave and you wanted to sustain your own
You came out, You breathed on your own, You ate on your own
You bear resemblance of him and me
The physical chord was cut
But why oh why do I still feel your tug,
Every time you cry, you laugh, you crawl, you walk, you run,
You play, you go out, you vacation with friends, you leave home,
You date, you get married,
I still feel you inside me
Moving, filling me up and still tugging all the time….*
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