Freedom eludes
beauty exudes
in each sun streak that washes
against
the silky smooth
crying
mess
that yawns
and breathes
and dictates me
oh how I love him so
in a way I'll never even know
paci in purses
tucked in chairs
paci's hidden everywhere
without them questionable how we would fare
and yet
gently rocked
into a slumber
he rests
all in me
tests
the waters
of quiet
of uninterrupted
of this
this beautiful
beautiful bliss
to be and to do
and to see something through
and not running
have to save
the one
my very being who craves
yes
i love this little one
but how precious is this latte.
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