Infants

Her future lies

within stretched-out flesh;

swollen stomach,

flushed and red.

small face puckered,

met with light

sapphire irises;

cataclysmic delight.

Tossing, nudging

all over now

fumbling limbs

pushed up; out.

a scream, a whine

heart, fluttering fast

the writhing, the dribbling,

the tailbone shifting.

existence, anew

in weary palms

tumbles velvet-white skin;

Loud, gushing smiles.

Once in her hands, it all

seems so close

eyelids locked tight

to the stars.

fingers decorate a perfect, round face

innocently blinking; holding him tight

it is his time, his days just beginning

Possibilities; yet to unfold.