Strawberry_lovemuffin
Bluelighter
You turn your head, little one
Rockets and galaxies in your eyes
Holding your latest creation
For me to take, reluctant
A ray of late afternoon sunlight
Streaks your flyaway hair
A smear of yellow; soft cheeks red
Oh why, why can't I love you
Little golden angel?
You're hers . . . Oh how I try
But you're hers
Not mine
And I feel no tug at my womb when you leave
Just a faint glow
Like staring at a painting
Someone else created
Rockets and galaxies in your eyes
Holding your latest creation
For me to take, reluctant
A ray of late afternoon sunlight
Streaks your flyaway hair
A smear of yellow; soft cheeks red
Oh why, why can't I love you
Little golden angel?
You're hers . . . Oh how I try
But you're hers
Not mine
And I feel no tug at my womb when you leave
Just a faint glow
Like staring at a painting
Someone else created
