Sunlight glowing on the little limbs
Encircling my neck, my life
His plump body, this delight,
Warm and forceful, as the sun itself
I whisper in his ear,
'You are mine alone! '
Wincing as he tugs at my hair
I reproach him firmly
Crushing my face in his bosom
He plants a tender kiss, pleading patience
'Why do you like to play with my hair so? '
Swarmed by his unique scent
I only see, breathe, and feel
My three-year old son, Ryan
A cake sitting in an oven for hours,
A pool of Vanilla ice cream heaven,
Citrus scents of mango and pineapple
'You are as sweet and sticky as them! '
Sucking on his lower lip
Lashes fanning his cheeks in blinks
Four dimples framing his lips dance
As he gazes at me mischievously
Through his father's eyes
My father's stout nose twitches as he gazes
My mother's chin houses a diamond shaped stain
My grandpa's earlobes frame his face
Rooted within him, my origins speak
He is I, and I am him
'You are timeless! '
Tracing a finger on his chin,
Chest, and along his ribs,
Watching as his body quiver
Tickling tears of mirth
Spreading through his being
Reeking out in screams
'You are so irresistible! '
I bury my face in his silky skin
My nose squashed in his belly
Inhaling him in me and exhaling
Failing to hold it in any longer
To inhale once again
'I could never stop kissing you! '
Buried in every inch of him
His fingers, toes, and limbs
I see the little man in him
He'd gaze at me always
Dimples dancing happily
Through his father's eyes
'I love you my son! '
'I love you my son,
For all our ancestors
Riding on you and
I cherish you for you! '
Deva De Silva
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/timeless-18/
