You, me and him
His skin is so soft on mine. This little human being that came from me is sleeping on my chest, with the warmth of the sun and the blanket as we sway on the indoor hammock.
I hear the hammock creak down the hall. I can already picture what they're doing. She's bare for the whole world to see her maternity and him silently resting on her motherhood.
My fingers twirl around his smooth head. The tiny hairs tickle me. His smell is intoxicating. Nothing beats the smell of a newborn. Except for him.
As I slowly and silently make my way down the hall, I could hear her hum to him. She's destined to be a mother. Even at a younger age. I mean 29 is not that early to have a baby.
This little thing cradled within me. I have no words to express how it feels to have something come from you and have that thing love you unconditionally. It's the best feeling in the world.
When she finally comes into view, she has him laying on her as she gently sways in the hammock. The softened sunshine makes her skin glitter and his glow. They're so beautiful.
Something moves and I instantly find his eyes. His body leaning against the wall with an expression that makes my heart warm plastered across his face. He's just as happy as I am in this simple moment.
My life flashes when she looks at me. I go back to when I first met her to when we first kissed to our wedding to this very moment. It has to be one of my favorite moments.
I reach my hand out. He's too far away from us.
I take her hand and kneel next to her. Her eyes still blazing into mine.
He's probably the best man I know. He's the best father, best husband and best all together.
I place my hand on my son. The softness of his back reminds me of the innocence we all start with. It's pure and good. Nothing like any of us. He's the purest form of myself and she delivered him.
His forehead touches mine and I closed my eyes unconsciously. I feel the sun between us and the warmth of my son on my chest made me feel whole again. I haven't felt this way in a long time.
"You're all I have."
I chuckle, "You, me, and him."
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A Collection of Imagines
PoetryThese are some poems that I have created over the years that I thought I should share with someone. These poems are based off of people that I find really attractive, so please enjoy. Normal - you Italics - them Slight smut warning.