The Rapture Of Love's Seed.
The rapture of Love's seed.©-MFB III
Said entrance is often Cesarean and at other times, a tiny bit of joy bursts through the flesh portal where life was initially stabbed with a spear of flesh bleeding white. thus a pink, blinking, awe struck bundle of sweetness, emerges in a liquid rupture of rapture holding fluids of both tears, and weeping placenta that marks the journey of a most perfect miniature replica of humankind, only purer and unblemished by time and hate, this gurgling, cooing and trusting babe has eyes like hypnotic magnets, to the new mother as their depth draws her into a dream that she could never imagine without that few pounds of cherished weight draped gently cross her arm and heart forevermore
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