1.22.2017
when he was born
his mother
cuddled him close
and rubbed her nose
deep into his
hair
to inhale
all that he was,
all that he is,
all that he would
become.
somewhere deep
we know each
other’s scent, taste,
smell, cry
it never leaves
and love
rubs its nose
deep over us
all our lives
waiting for
us to return.
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