Baby's Kiss
You put everything into it.
Steadily leaning in, slightly
Stretching, with short arms
Wound snugly around my trunk of neck.
Your eyes are open, watchful.
Your earnest mimicry
Surpasses any monkey.
Perfect pink pucker
Soft and tiny, but
Firm as an early raspberry.
Your lips bunched up
Purposefully, carefully
Placed directly over mother's mush.
The tiny pip of your purse
Pronouncing the proper 'p'
Like a punctuated hug.
Ah! It clutches the crux of me
And holds it for a second
With all the infinite love of God
Before toddling away, leaving me
Astounded by sublimity.
(c) Tasha Chinnock 2006
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