Where the clock stops

in Blockchain Poets2 hours ago


Motherhood, a bliss only the heart knows
An inseparable bond from the very cry
The feeling of forever in a single second
This first love was when the clock stopped

Never is a love so pure
Every second was worth more than gold
Nothing else really matters
Everything else cease to exist

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The butterfly in my stomach leap
Her eyes was fire and mine the fuel
Every stare was an entanglement of our soul
She was mine and from me she came

A replica of me in infancy
A privilege to see myself in another
An embodiment of love never felt
A connection divine and true