Her hands tremble
Her heart beats
Her eyes close
Her lips speak
Her words flow
His hands move
Her heart pounds
His body smooth
Her cheeks red
His are too
He releases she does as well
Then nine months later
Its a babys smell
Little hands
Little feet
Their creation
To them is mystery.
No protection to but lots of love
Is why they hear cries and have to get up
They loose control and now they see its their fault
for their mystery.
 
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