Pregnancy oh how I want thee.
I dream of us sharing my bloodstream. For forty weeks your home is in me unless you come a little early. My body would be your vessel to your life. I would talk to you before you take a breath. My belly could bounce from your arms and feet. Your room would be filled up before your arrival. I would pray to God thanking him for this blessing of your life. Your would be growing so big stretching out my belly. Stretch marks appears and my beauty would vanishes. But, it's all could be worth it when I push you out. I would hold you for the very first time and it would be love at first sight. But it's just a fantasy of a life that will never happen.
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Amazing poem. Wish you full of love fun joys and peace. May GOD bestow you with all pleadures of life. Pregnancy gives a woman the state of Maa which is eternal and divine to foster a life in her belly. A great poem. Thank you so much. Regards.10/1000.....