A little love story

I wish to hold it, gently in my hands, life throbbing through it. I will cover it carefully, inch-by-inch, with a layer of tiny kisses. The ones that make a little sound – not a ‘smack’ or a ‘mwah’, more like a little, crystal click. Lots of them. I will take care not to leave any part unkissed. A layer of luminous love.

Then I will wrap it in silvery spider web thread, so delicate that you almost can’t feel it’s there, except that it keeps it warm, and safe. Around and around I will wrap it, sealing in those kisses with its shimmer, no gaps that will let any cold breeze in.

And then, puffy cottonwool made from pure cotton that I will collect directly from the cotton plants and manipulate until it is so soft it feels like warm breath. A big layer of that, to keep it safe. And another layer of kisses to seal it all in. Then I’ll tuck it in, close to mine, so that they can feel each other beating, and be comforted.

Because that’s what your heart deserves.