By courtney
Date: 2002 Jan 19
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innocence

I can see his face
although it is blurred
perhaps by my own
wishes
for its structure
sustains this sickened love
drawing every piece
of decency
from a heart that has been
drained by his
breath on my cheek
his warmth on my hip
Our unity in my belly
the only piece of him
that held innocence
no longer exists
with a handful of
hatred,
pushed
fell
harder than I did for him
losing the only true love
I would have ever known
my son