24.1.11

love poetry - child....


In the sun and I hold a glass to my chest; it is full of
blood and bones and the life of my child. 

He is a thud in my belly and an ache in my breasts
and he is everyone and everything all at once.

He is playing in the sand
and every breath he takes I can feel it in my veins.

His voice leaves cracks in my skull and it rings in my ears,
I can feel my skin growing older
with every passing cloud and I could never leave him
I could never stop loving him.

He is all that I have in this world and
he is all that I need.


copyright caitlin mcdougall 2010

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