love

day thirty

I often think about 

Who my future child 

Will be. 

For so long I imagined 

That they would come

From me. 

From my skin and cells,

My body’s natural curation

Of life. 

But now that I am 

A wombless woman

I don’t know if we will share 

Blood. 

But that doesn’t matter

Because I know that the most important

Thing that makes a family

Is love. 

It is red hearts

Not red veins.

And I will love 

And love

And love

And love

Until my heart aches. 

But I know that it will never 

Ever give out. 

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Recently I have found that the 

Meaning of poetry 

Is to engage in an act

Of love. 

Using words 

To name feelings. 

To create a mosaic 

Of the soul. 

Me and you, my child

Will be poetry. 

We will dance 

And sing 

And talk

And cry 

And be. 

One with the making of my past

That now becomes your present. 

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While our hearts may pump

Different blood

They will still beat 

To the same rhythm.

Musicians of the heart,

Dancers of the soul,

Poets to the world. 

Transcended meanings

Of life and love.

«This is Day 30 of my 30 poems in 30 days challenge for National Poetry Month! While this poetry project is coming to an end, I feel that I have grown so much and become a stronger writer, poet, and human being because of it. If you read even one poem, thank you so much for reading. I blurted my soul into each and every one of these. 30 moments of my heart in words. Thank you for being here, I love you<3»