Hey, those are my ribs
my bones you shove.
your tiny feet...or are they
hands?
Sleeping I lie, your
fathers arm tucked around
me from behind me...
as usual.
That's when you
decide its
time to move your legs
time to move your arms
hey, are these ribs?
I'll just kick them
they're in my way
MY WAY.
Selfish, but allowed to be
my son already
and I'm totally
in love.
Loving you has...
made me love me
made him love him
made us love eachother...again.
Hurry.
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