Beneath Her Dress
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e her womb I grew to be
a fetus live and breathing free
With tender hands she did caress
a tiny bump, beneath her dress
Amniotic fluid, "WATER "
protecting her golden daughter
She sang to me as she did bless
a tiny bump, beneath her dress
A vital sign of heart and soul
I kicked inside her like a foal
Immersed in liquid no duress
this tiny bump beneath her dress
A Pisces child who chose to swim
after a nine month interim
An embryo of small, compressed
a tiny bump, beneath her dress
August 6th 2022
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2022
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