Fetal and Folded
Within this nurturing capsule
I am fetal and folded
I listen to the embryo of language
And bathe in a vibration of basal rhythm
Here is where I grow
I do not eat but I am fed well
I drink as I bathe
A fitting gestation
Brings my birth
to cry and breath in one
Perfect even if flawed
Uniquely I belong
To you
poem by Stevie Taite
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