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