An overwhelming feeling
Caused by your tiny kicks
Unknowingly you have become my healing
The one I really live for
You are a dream and more
Never have I thought I would be so consumed by a human
You have become the very bane of my existence
Forcing me to look into myself in depth
Questioning whether or not I am worthy of you or even your love
You are the beautiful part of me
Pure, untainted by the stains of this world
Perfection beyond imagination
I pray I do not ruin you
Waiting anxiously for the day your little finger finally wraps around mine
Claiming me as yours and reminding me that you are mine
Mine to love
To cherish
Mine to behold
And that I am yours to love without bounds
For you my love will know what it truly means to behold and be held by me.
--ZIYANDA KUBONI
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem