it’s at times like these
I see the
adult in you

just as
when you stop feeding on my nipple
and look at me
to see if you are hurting me

just as
you lick my face, grabbing me
with your small hands
murmuring how much you adore
my taste

I want to drive this image
deep into my soul cells
carry it to my next life
so that if I meet you someday
I would know
that it’s you
my son

c.r. Malintha Perer 2015

For my two sons 🙂 with love

 

 

 

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