Drabble - Lullaby
A mother’s touch is unique - once it’s lost, it’s gone. A mother’s love is never to be replaced, through other claims of love. A mother’s embrace - unique. The warmth, the security cannot be found in other arms, despite how tight and close their hold. A mother’s voice never resounds, not even in the sweetest of songs.
A lover’s kiss, embrace, touch, voice, is none that of mother’s, and yet - unique - they fill the deep hollows inside. Wrapped in each other’s loving arms, warm and secure their slumber, gently lulled to sleep, cradled in the bosom of Mother Ocean herself.
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A lover’s kiss, embrace, touch, voice, is none that of mother’s, and yet - unique - they fill the deep hollows inside. Wrapped in each other’s loving arms, warm and secure their slumber, gently lulled to sleep, cradled in the bosom of Mother Ocean herself.
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