Five months in

I listen in

And all I hear

Is a soft beat

My ear pressed hard

I feel a tremor

And a quick pound

My face pressed down

My nose tingles

I smell all of her

My mouth is dry

I cant breath

I only taste fear

My eyes are closed

Pressed too tight

I see my blood pulse

And again

I hear another kick

Against my face

It’s a hard kick

My nose flares

I catch a faint whiff

I try and swallow

Taste my excitement

Open my eyes

I see the ultrasound

I catch a gasp

She grabs my hand

Smells like sweat

I bit my tongue

See the tiny hands

I hear life

I feel life

I smell life

I taste life

I see life

Her name is Angelina

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