Ma bébé

She looks at me intently, deep into my eyes.

Her dark eyes reflect the love she sees in mine.

Mummy.  Mummy.  She says, it again and again.

No need to explain little one.  I understand.

She is mine and I am hers.

Point made, she rests her cheek on mine and sighs.

I drink in her pure pure scent.  I bury my face in her neck to get more of it.

The world’s noise melts away, I enjoy the moment, try to drag it out.

As I remind myself, this is the last one!

Je te aime ma bébé.


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