My Child, My Mother

At time you're a mother, at times a child,
At times you're soothing and sometimes wild.
As both you make me feel so special, very few could ever do.
And I always feel the same, your love so true.

As an infant that bites a mother's breast,
As a kid that kicks and laughs on a father's chest,
Those bubbles giggles, and innocent glee,
Make me forget all pain, forget even me.

Cuddling onto my chest, feeling safe and secure,
Holding my hand tight, when something seems obscure,
Wandering into darkness thinking you'd be fine,
Crying in pain holding your hand, after biting mine.

Childish sometimes you seem, yet so mature.
As a mother you tender me, soothen and nurture.
When i felt alone, you were the one for me,
Showered love so pure, very few ever did see.

When i'd go wrong, you'd remind me of my path,
bear all the vices in me, lust ego and wrath.
Cheer for my success, soothen me when i fail,
Your love would never let me, sink down or wail.

My head on your bosom, hearing your heart's cadence,
Made life so beautiful, no sense could ever sense.
Every moment of your love, made me a child.
And as any child, times made me turn wild.

I want my child, my mother back in my arms again,
For your love alone can bring completeness to life, otheriwse invain
I'd rather spend a day of loveful bliss with you,