I crave a feeling.
I’ve never felt,
I find myself lost in its spell.
The shy whispers of motherly love,
Hum over me,
As if I'm a flower and you're a bee .
I see, when I nurture you, that it is possible and it is true.
A warm hug,
A soft forehead kiss
I give this to you,
so you may
Never miss.
This feeling that I crave so bad,
Unconditional love and a warm bath.
Tucked in nice and sweet,
Never left for unwanted company.
Never had to question what was wrong with me.
I promise to be, what you need
so you won’t
End up like me.
by Tamia J Page
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