So soft

The down upon your head

Like the first feel of virgin snow

Alighting upon my fingers

So smooth

The skin upon your cheek

Like satin skein of new spun silk

Cocooned against my hand

So deep

The midnight of your eyes

Like star strewn skies in navy night

Gaze unfathomably up at me

So dear

Your tiny new born form

My present past and future held

In one innocent heart.