god complex

we sit in silence
i transcend existentialism
i get the purpose in life
i see god breathing
how he inhales life, through you
ironic isn’t it
that you’ll never comprehend
you are god.


a mother and her lover

yesterday you mumbled your first i’m in love..
with you. i am with you i whispered back.
not once considered you’ll love another.

i’ll have this moment forever.
a mother and her lover.

i’ll be the only one to remember.
a mother and her son.

 


will you boy?

boy.
will you draw circles
around your navel to
trace back
the vessel whom fed you.

boy.
will you be soft
like you were when i first held you
will you surrender to rythms, curves, currents
when they appear a new

boy.
when you meet moon and ocean
will you be gentle
when she arises
in you. 

 

 

 

photography by Ramona Deckers

Posted by:motherofminimalists

Online creative Digital editor Mom

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