A little sweet potato
of endless giggles cries and poops
is kicking the inner linings of my girl
just where three little boy sweet potatoes
kicked before
.
a pink sweet potato?
perhaps
there won’t be a scan
we’ll meet in six months
.
in six months
in a warm pool
I’ll catch you and touch you
for the first time
and place your warm sticky skin
on my girl
you’ll cry and learn to find
her breasts
your nose and hungry little tummy
will find them
and nuzzle close
.
we’ll make your world warm
warm like the womb you nuzzle now
.
it’ll be sweet
my little potato
