sigh man
Posted by ~ jamiegirlMy breast of palest pale,
where blue veins mark a path of baby
Hands that held his little bottom
and lips that kissed wet cheeks through wailing
My body knows his body
and time goes so fast
I find myself wondering
if one day he will take his mothers gnarled, arthritic hands in his,
and kissed them
with his green eyes closed.
