Born of lust,
Unwelcome, uninvited….
No place without or within
The womb – your safe haven should have been.
Not an illusion – you were
A thing as real as your father and me….
Unabashedly we loved
And lusted for each other
But devoid we were
Of that boldness which
Crashed through all that was
Moral and true
When I felt you deep within me….
You had no place in my dreams
In his dreams….
Flesh of our flesh
But so unwanted….
The guilt of holding you
On the palm of my hand
A part of me,
So small, yet you
Your heart stilled a while ago
Washes over me anew
While I remember
Not so long ago
You were alive in me
And that I never wanted you!
