Prenatal Love Poem by James McLain

My true to life fantasy of you like this is.
From before day one,
you have not smoked or drank alcohol.

Hello as I speak in a voice,
that in a low rumble it moves all the hairs
inside of your ears, he hears.

You eat all the food that we can afford,
to help our fetus grow bright.
You help me feel more like a man,
when you show me your needs, I need that.

The strange things that you crave,
in their own way is the cause as to why I misbehaved.
The way your skin glows, the blush of your face,
you know I can taste your health with my tongue.

In tune with your body I am.
The shine of your glowing eye's.
Full is the moon in you.
Being a castle that's safe inside,
for the child a good mother can't hide.