Her Desire

March 19, 2009
By Anonymous

Her Desire

A burning through her body,
Fear in her eyes.
A single tear drop falls down her pain stricken face.
Moving down the hallway at the slowest pace,
Minutes seem hours,
No time to waste.

A room so bright,
Sheets so white,
Would seem a comfortable place to lay.
But now,
At this moment,
The only comforting thing that exists is her mother’s soothing voice,
Explaining the steps.

Few things she can sense,
In this world of chaos,
The sensations inexplicable,
Excrutiatingly painful.
Her stomach squeezed so tight and strong,
It goes beyond real into impossible.

Back muscles clenched,
Entangled with fire.
But she fights, Fights for her one desire.

Minutes pass,
How many – unimportant.
All that matters is her desire, her future.

Sweat beads and falls,
She can hear the faint echo of whispers in the far away hall.
Focus is not possible,
Not feasible at all.
Her mind is unraveled,
Thinking seems so small.

Her desire intensifies with each passing breath,
She gathers her strength,
Again and again.
Until finally the most beautiful moments in human existence end,
With a tear of the purest joy,
A gaze into the eyes of her one desire,
A tiny beating heart that sets love on fire.

The author's comments:
This piece is about having my son, Darien; the pain and beauty of childbirth.

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on Aug. 6 2009 at 2:24 pm
Electricity PLATINUM, Bradenton, Florida
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Wow, this is a well written poem, I like it a lot. I can feel the pain she's going through. I feel much passion in this poem, great job, keep writing! ^_*


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