Tender...

lying down serene 
on warm mattress of love
softest bald and sparing growth
of minuscule fuzz of innocence
sleepy eyes half open in calmness
like petals from a blooming bud
rhythmic movement of cheeks
a sound even gentler than breath
a force from tiny scarlet petals
taking in nurturing life
from a blissfully glowing woman
reborn with motherhood
experiencing heaven on earth
looking at her heart beating outside her body
her lap doesn't feel heavy with cellulite
she looks beautiful with her dark circles
and her postpartum mood swinging self
it is her feminine wow... staying in the now...
Creation takes a bow...

#InBetweenTheLines

- Prajakta Sathe.