From the Poets Collective anthology, Abandon the Shadows
from the belly of beginnings
he whispered to me
told me his name
called me mother
i sang to him
from the day he was only
a bundle of cells
he whispered to me
while we lived so close
that we shared breath
in our sleep
he revealed his secrets
of our lifetimes
secrets we keep to this day
secrets he whispered to me
it seems longer than a sweet vining rose
since that voice was in my ear
once in awhile
as he brushes past or kisses my
cheek when he starts to
go home
he whispers to me
and i sing to him again
—
© Toni Christman