Natal

Sleep can’t sleep can only think

 shut down the mind please put myself to sleep.

 Mommies to meet children to cherish

I beseech you beseech you imploring imploding in the very now of now I’ve yearned and doubted.

I can sing and laugh and run and breath deep fleeting moments and exhale eternal desire and moments of spark touch blanket warmth natal dance.

Inching toward crescendo fakes me out every time.

Sorry my mistake.