My little eyes keep drifting,
Tracing my mom’s shoulders,
Her curves which bore me,
Wondering if it’s okay to touch her
Wondering if it’s okay to ask for
help
Wondering if I would be hated for it
Wondering… Wondering and Wondering
While cold creeps through me,
I beg voicelessly,
“Please give me some warmth.
I’m so sorry for hurting you
Even if it was unintentional.
Please give me some warmth.”
Is it really cold?
Or is it loneliness?
But I can see the love in her eyes
Then, why is it so cold?
Why is it so lonely?
"Please hug me
Is it even okay for me to hug you?"
I wonder, wonder and wonder,
While I slowly rise
To meet my mom’s eyes.
Though taller than her,
The kid in me keeps
Tracing my mom’s shoulders,
Her curves which bore me…. As always
But now…
My longer legs slowly
Close the distance between us,
Tracing the smile glinting in her
eyes,
Pulling up the edge of her lips.
I fall into her arms,
Still wondering, wondering and
wondering.
While warmth creeps into
The cold barren me,
I realize,
“Wow! Mom is so warm.
Human warmth feels so good.”
Though words clog in my throat,
Atleast… Atleast,
It’s not as lonely,
It feels like home,
As if it’s a shame
To already loosen my arms embracing her.
I… I…
The kid in me
Already misses her arms around me.
Wondering… Wondering and Wondering
While cold creeps through me,
I beg voicelessly,
“Please give me some warmth.
I’m so sorry for hurting you
Even if it was unintentional.
Please give me some warmth, someone.”
I… I…
It was me, not the kid.
I miss her warmth,
That I got so little of.
Longing clouding my eyes,
I whisper,
“I love you.
I miss you.”
Wondering… Wondering and Wondering
While cold creeps through me,
I beg,
“Please give me some warmth.”
