I expressed my love to my mother this morning with a huge hug and a kiss.
But then I thought, “There is another mother in my life for which I feel something special for.”
Although, the feeling is different—a good vibration.
A feeling that carries attraction and emotion like a mother carries a butterfly in her womb.
When I see her, I see a bright gray and blue, the glory of the sky shining towards me.
When I talk to her, I talk to a friend.
When I feel her, I feel a tingly sensation caressing through my whole body.
She is a mother, I know that, but this is what makes her even more grandeur.
She is a giver of life.
She is a person filled with compassion, love, and care.
My time with her I enjoy to share.
Oh, she satisfies my soul.
As we walk through the fields of nature, I see her beauty.
Oh, what a fine flower who blossomed during the spring.
Unlike men, she shared something with the world in which we can never bring.
I am blissful to have met her in a gracious season for which the name she carries.
Now I could taste her for a flirtatious reason, a taste as sweet as chocolate strawberries.
With this thought, on this mother’s day, I write to you amore.
