When he first came into being
in me, he did not look human, then slowly
he formed, a head, a body, the boy
unfolding, limbs springing free and uncurling--
with a clear tap he kicked me from within--
long before I saw his face
I felt I knew him, I could not have described him and I loved him.
from "Love's Eyesight" by Sharon Olds
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