My baby likes me restless
I must admit I like it too
Careful not to “bliss” it away
Or just distract with “comforts” new
A strange direction or idea
Could be born from agitation
So I stay “mindful” not to kill the thrill
With too much “empty” meditation
— a.r.
~ by April on March 19, 2014.
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