You want to know how it feels
You want to know how it feels
To hold in your arms a body full of
Your blood—A face full of your eyes
A smile full of your smile
And two tiny feet walking
On the palm of your hand
It is the quiet hum of a new star
The secret whisper of first snowfall
Warm water on morning skin
No symphonic explosion
Or shattering epiphany
It is a corner of light that grows
Silently imperceptibly
Illuminating at last everything
You already knew
Without ever having proof
Until now
Outside the wind has picked up
It’s snowing bougainvillea petals
Welcome my child
Welcome my world
I looked into your eyes
& found my life
Now it is my turn to listen