Creation Made

 I stand in the mirror looking at me
My hand over my bulging tummy
I feel a little heartbeat
And kick from tiny feet
My bossom engorged and my nipples pink
Where my baby will soon drink

He comes to me and kisses my neck
Embracing me wanting to protect
He glides his hand over my body
Gently kissing my distended belly

We lay facing on the bed
He gently kisses my forehead
He is gentle and tender
And I surrender

His phallus touches my swollen lips
His gentle movement at the hips
Gently he eases himself between my thighs
Groans, moans and sighs
Gentle oh gentle we mingle
I feel excited and tingle
This is where it all began
My baby and my man.