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The sweetest thing I've ever known. The beauty of it entices my own. Nipples stretched large and breasts lie firm and enlarged. My back prumps strait and curve, opening a passage of interest; an entrance to my
motherhood is curioustized, fantasized, and mesmerize. My eyes juke directly into the man who loved
upon me, who saw in me the potential of baring a child, caring a child, and forever teaching my child. My
hands press on and under my belly protecting my essence of beauty that "we" have created in the
presence of adulthood, manhood, and womanhood. Interacting with it by my heartbeat. One beat at
a time, each second at a time spent together, the movement of your tiny body wakens my senses and
I notice I have to push harder one more day, one more minute, one more second in every way that I can;
I will do it one day at time, eliminating the struggle of beauty in mine; enhancing the beauty of pregnancy
at all times.
-Saytue Saye
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