Baby boy, you write essesnses of joy on my heart—changing its rhythm to infinite soul drums and heart soothing strings on harps
Tis’ truest melodies of love—joy stricken and drunken on her purest poisons
No word to describe this feeling of euphoric bliss
As your long awaited arrival has finally come
Our eyes gaze upon each other moments after you leave the womb
You, with a bewilderment’s twinkle residing in eyes ever so radiant and an angelic softness upon your gentle, wrinkled brows
A wonder
A sense
Mother and son so interconnectedly bonded
Skin upon mine, listening to our hearts tapping in rhythm—familiar and entreating
Magic, smitten and spell binding
All mine in your love, baby boy
All mine