“When we were children, we used to think that when we were grown-up we would no longer be vulnerable. But to grow up is to accept vulnerability… To be alive is to be vulnerable.”-Madeleine L’Engle
Soft
Carmen H Gray
the best part
of seeing you
is the familiar parts
of your face
forever etched in my mind
how your upper lip protrudes
ever so slightly
just like in pictures of you
in utero
when I felt soft flutters of life
only now the quavering
appears to reside
in my radiant heart
Monarca Rising 
One response to “Soft”
Your lovely words remind me of the picture of you as a newborn, with your lips pursed as if to kiss.
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