Fatherly Love
Do you sense my hand in your watery world
In that aqueous land? Baby boy, baby girl?
When I feel you move neath her skin on my palm,
is it that you are soothed by my fatherly charm?
How about my rough voice when I sing lullabies?
In your universe moist, do you know it is mine?
Do you know you are mine as no other can be?
In your watery shrine do you recognize me?
Do you long for the touch of my fatherly hand?
Do you feel my love much in that watery land?
Copyright © Nelson Diaz | Year Posted 2018
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