I cannot wait

until the weight of you is in my arms. Your knees pressed against my breast and your butt puckered out; your head in the nook of my neck and your cheek resting on my shoulder. I cannot wait until I can watch your eyelashes flutter as you dream or when your tiny hand clutches my finger. I will pour every ounce of my being into loving and protecting you because I am all yours and you are all mine.

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The sun glints off of skyscraper windows, nuggets of Fool's Gold, and I wish to collect them in my hands and press them against my cold cheek.