You could have had my babies, he whispers
I stop and think for a second,
Passion fills my heart,
Yes I could have had your babies,
I think with a wry smile.
Hundreds of them, actually.
The way I feel about you.
I see them all lined up and it makes me laugh.
But when is life like that, I say
When is life that perfect.
In a book of Fairy-tales you say,
The one we haven’t read yet.
By Petal de la Rose 2013 ©
Photo: New Fairy Babies, By Living clay dolls, 2010
Petal de la Rose 