4.12: selfless

I am a filthy human being -
and by filthy, i really mean beautiful and earthy;
crafted cell by cell, tooth and bone
in my momma's womb.
and, of course, by womb i mean
body.

she loaned me her own oxygen and blood -
she let me live in her private space;
i felt her thoughts and smelled her heart beats,
she loved me like i don't know what;

and she didn't know either.