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You have eyes that fly me to the moon
Silver sonnets slip from licorice lips
Making maroon heart do somersault 
Flips my DNA to create a new soul 

In my womb as you swoon
I feel the formation of life
It feels like butterflies climbing
From cocoon wing a blueberry bloom

As the umbilical cord grows 
I can feel this new soul
Clinging to my navel for life
Inside me a sea of red

For baby to be fed 
And my tears and fuchsia fears
Melting ambitions creating nutrition 
For birthing body is on auto pilot

Despite being an emotional wreck 
I am blessed Mother Nature is
Devinely inspired to do her best work
So I can relax and enjoy the birth
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Wolf Avatar
July 9, 2024 at 4:13 PM
'Silver sonnets slip from licorice lips' -- your creative juices are certainly flowing, Karen! :) Gershon
Jones Avatar
July 9, 2024 at 8:12 PM
Well I couldn’t even title this one but thanks Gershon!
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