Little Wonder

Feeling her satin head
against my cheek
as she sighs with satisfaction. 

Tiny fingers cling to my shoulder 
her body sinking into mine. 
You soon forget how small,

how otherworldly
yet familiar. 
An old soul returned to me, 

Only to leave when fully nourished. 
The aching transience, 
the swelling then 

the breaking of hearts.



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