It can never be anything else
Only I can dream of my baby
The one I saw in my dreams
Always broken, half formed
A tiny demon calling out to me...
It can never be anything else
For me it's not the heat
I want to blame our sessions of love
To say that we made a mistake
The one that I want;
It's not heat behind my thowing up
My queasy stomach and upset mind
The missed period and a new bra size
...Tiny broken form calling out to me
If only I could see you
My little black spot, again on a USG.
