Baby Its Cold Outside

CATEGORY

life

With hardly room to move

I did begin to hear the groove

Rhythm to my movements

Getting Approval from folks outside

All my needs met thru her she provides

Starting out swimming in the dark

Racing my same but different twin

I won the race and did collide

Thru the collision I did combine

Becoming One complexity of design

Attaching my anchor I did remain awhile

Inside growing but also knowing Inside

Feeling protection in this shelter

Hearing voices of vague familiarity coaching

As I play and swim but yet breathe

Suddenly waters begin to drain

Once again I’m travelling in darkness

This time I feel tightness gently pushing me

I feel an opening and a rush of coldness

But the warmth within tells me to open my eyes

I begin to cry, cradle in the arms I feel love

Love is still in me, although baby its cold outside!