When he wakes up, I just kiss him a morning full of sunshine. And then later in the day, endless kisses that brings a smile on his striking face. Sometimes I feel that he really likes the touch of my warm lips against his skin. And then his sticky hands caressing my neck and my chin. It is so heavenly! His syrupy saliva oozing out such scented affections, smudging my fingers with the appetite of childhood..motherhood..parenthood.
When he feels drowsy, I gently pat on his back while he rests his head on my shoulder, his breath so intoxicating. This is what I miss while he sleeps. I long for his gentle strokes, his giggles, his fond touches. When he wakes up I just kiss him an evening full of starry light.. I lift him up and put him against my body, gently pat on his back while he rests his head on my shoulder.. And then later in the night, my endless kisses that brings a smile on his striking face.
That’s motherhood..the addiction of selfless love..
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