nine months
pure
a love like no other
without betrayal
without hurt.
a gift
if for only this moment
holding on
feeling it beat
breathe
sleep at my breast.
grateful
in love.
it is mine.
pure
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The hormones are killing me. I am a teary mess. Bluh. 🙂 This is lovely.