you were deliberate, intentional.

i knew the moment it happened; the spark inside me that
flourished you to life.

you had been there my whole life, waiting to be made;
to grow, and become.

the test, a formality.
i could feel it, that you were there, already thriving.

and then, one day, like a wicked sort of magic, you tore through me and you arrived.

a real, tangible thing.
a perfect thing.
and I had made you with my blood and my body.

my girl.

all silky skin and sapphire eyes.
tiny, round face and thick, black hair.
piano fingers and button nose.

exquisite.

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Kate Moyer

Kate Moyer

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Full-time working mom, city dweller, lover of wine & chocolate. Aspiring poet, history nerd. Very good at trivia. Clumsy + musically inclined