Moods

My love nowadays has good moods so much good moods because she carries Junior. She’s is sensitive nowadays to smalls things, she get happier. She notices small things, very small things, like the tremble in my voice or the pause in my breath. Until when I sing to her, when I sweet talk her, until when I write a poem, until when I touch her heart sweet enough to melt any storm. Because when I touch her heart, even the thunder listens, the rain turns to laughter, and the sun remembers how to shine again. Goodnight my love Happy Sabbath