by amba | Oct 29, 2021 | mother wound, trauma
When you saw me the first time tiny blue black hair eyes so dark they were black warm toast skin not red and wrinkly like most babies was there a moment when you felt love or did you just see shame regret loss sadness Did you look at me as the destroyer of all your...
by amba | Oct 29, 2021 | abuse, trauma
Some days you still consume me I no longer feel the touch that haunted me This is deep inside where you twisted all the emotions made it so my trust was so broken I could never be with anyone else I would never be able to trust anyone again And in that simple reality...
by amba | Oct 29, 2021 | in bed, intimate moments, Love
Every morning I wake up next to you breathing you in feeling the contours of your body the softness brushing my lips against your back my mind whispers I choose you and I will do it again and again and...
