the wonder of those tiny nails on those tiny fingers
fragile, sweet, innocent
swollen eyes, pouty lips, soft rise and fall of his chest
you look and feel the flutter in your heart
imagine those little fingers grasping onto one of yours
unexplainable, a love that cant be comprehended
settling in, fogging up the windshield to reality
the idea of a future sinking deep into your thoughts
until those little eyes open and see no recognition
until those little lips part in needy cries
and the fog loosens and you realize
hes not yours and hell never be
12/28/18
