It's so precious when I feel you twirling inside,
sensing him somewhere deep inside....
It so happens when I think of you,
He rotates himself , responding He knows you.
At times of dullness, the kicks are gone
but sudden twists make me feel the fawn.
Troubling me when near and
longing for you when you are far
that's just the way he changes his sway.
As made a promise,
I will make your heart walk along my way.
When the cry blooms,
It will be you arriving from my womb......
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