Motherhood

Looking out the window
restless heart dreaming
of flying through the night sky
I stand on tiptoe
stretch my arms up high
hoping to capture a reluctant star
instead I must rock the baby
fretting in his crib
and coo to him a story
of a sparkling ocean
reflecting the dreams tale

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She Writes Chaos

Polyamorous girl, submissive, poetry writer. Here are my thoughts, judge them as you will.