04-07-2016, 01:55 AM
ugh - it is hard to write about euphoria when you are feeling depressed.
Head down,
the waters departed
as you pierced a breach
through bone lined canal gates;
with your blue, blue eyes
open to the world to come.
I felt them move.
A soft exquisite pain,
tearing aside
the last vestige child,
so that the mother in me
could hold her firstborn.
Head down,
the waters departed
as you pierced a breach
through bone lined canal gates;
with your blue, blue eyes
open to the world to come.
I felt them move.
A soft exquisite pain,
tearing aside
the last vestige child,
so that the mother in me
could hold her firstborn.