Poetry will be over soon enough..

I am in another room
Yet, he touches me.
I feel his tiny warmth
Wrap solidly around my heart.
The tingling vibrations
Flow over my body;
And my spirit soars.

He cannot walk
Yet, he lifts and carries me.
Through the door,
He Pulls me to him.
I wrap him in my arms
Lift him to my ear;
And his laughter fills me.


This one is an assignment to describe something using a different sense than usual. Such as the color of music, the taste of success..something like that. I chose to describe the feel of my baby's laughter. Which I hope you figured out already