the thought of our creation
moving,
growing within me
makes me ache with thoughts of the future
and although i am young,
and there are so many complications
i cannot help but imagine and daydream
of the day with your hand on my belly,
all engorged like a melon,
with the tiny kicks
of tiny feet
that are just waiting to say hello
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 7:58 AM UTC
the thought of our creation
moving,
growing within me
makes me ache with thoughts of the future
and although i am young,
and there are so many complications
i cannot help but imagine and daydream
of the day with your hand on my belly,
all engorged like a melon,
with the tiny kicks
of tiny feet
that are just waiting to say hello
