Future Child

Foto: Athanasios Vryonis/privat

 Sometimes, when I look at you

I see our future child

With traits and lines in unity

The perfect you and I

I see the child you used to be

the You I never knew

And in between, my childhood me

the best of who am I.

Sometimes, when you touch my breast

I feel a certain rush

A breath from someone else's lips

so real and close to heart

I see the spirit of a soul

and hear a baby cry

and then I see you hold it close

and kiss the teardrops dry.

Sometimes, when you hold my hand

or kiss my blushing cheek

I sense a baby's tender touch

so strange, but still so real

I see the proud and happy glance

of parenthood and care

An everlasting flame of love,

a union always there.

Sometimes, when I look at you

I wish it could be true

The greatest gift that life can give

The essence of us two

I see a glimpse of could-have-beens

so vivid, and yet wild

And although you might never be,

I love you, future child.

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