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A Poem: In Utero 

When I think of you my stomach fills with butterflies

Brushing their frantic powdered wings against my rib cage

Stealing my breath in hushed flutter

Rapid and afraid of the motion

I touch you through skin and fluid

Envisioning your toes and hands

Imagining my fingers skiing the slope of your nose

Outlining the "O" of your mouth

Pressing sloppy-slobber kisses on your square belly

We search each other's eyes for recognition

Seeing our ancestors reflected in shades of hazel

Gracefully clumsy we fumble en route to bliss

Taking awkward timid step toward unconditional love

To know you is to know myself gently

Patiently pacing away moments until we meet

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