We Love Because He First Loved Us<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
When a father\u2019s hand cradles a daughter,<\/p>\n
envelops her in worn and wrinkled skin,<\/p>\n
love pours down from Heaven and lands, sprinkling<\/p>\n
open eyes with dew and streams of rich<\/p>\n
velvet. Chocolate tufts mingle with half-formed curls,<\/p>\n
enwrapping her fresh face with wisps of hope,<\/p>\n
belonging. Steam rises, the weighted touch<\/p>\n
echoes her aching heartbeat as heavy<\/p>\n
cords spill from her wet chest. She endures being<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
anointed with blood, oxygen, and stomach<\/p>\n
untethered. The womb cries, yearning the full<\/p>\n
shape of life to come back home, to dance,<\/p>\n
elated within a pocket of unsevered skin.<\/p>\n
Hope fades as nurses, doctors rush, sensing<\/p>\n
emergency and quickened pulse. Her father<\/p>\n
finds a place to peer through the window,<\/p>\n
insisting to be near as her mother<\/p>\n
rolls, contorts, and dreams of her daughter\u2019s life<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
still unblossomed. Crisp golden laughter chimes<\/p>\n
throughout empty hallways beaming pink,<\/p>\n
light, and flowery. She stands tall, his gruff hands<\/p>\n
overlapping hers, tracing the stomach<\/p>\n
vividly protruding. Curled hair glows<\/p>\n
excitedly within her, mimicking.<\/p>\n
Daughter becomes mother, empty and full wombs<\/p>\n
united as one. Dew forms from half-hearts,<\/p>\n
steam and love rise the way it once poured down.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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