Heard the beat of heaven
in the march of the heart
through the ultrasound.
The pinch sized heart
in bits and bytes
opened up a shut -locked window
to infinite possibilities
The touch of soft newly minted skin.
The smile, the squeals of laughter,
The deep thinker pouts.
Myriad of emotions criss-crossing
the scape of the face.
heaven in your arms.
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