Conception

There must have been links
in the spaces of my creation
links which would lead you
to finding me again

There must have been something
in the division of my cells
which allowed my twin
to develop in another body

There must have been something
in your first cry
which made me want to push free
the thought of you not being there
shook my tiny body
so I screamed

Held onto anybodies hand
waiting for yours
gave away kisses
waiting for yours
Let my soul be opened
waiting for yours

There must have been singing across creation
the day I became aware of myself
the moment I looked in your eyes
when conception became reality