Little One

there were two kisses
approximately two
maybe three
felt upon my back
words cannot describe
what those delicate lips
left inside
they mumbled "little one" once
that was when I knew
love had finally arrived
during a three hour interlude
words were no longer important
words stopped forming
enjoying being within
the arms of perfection
a being brought by god himself
whose image appeared
approximately two
maybe three
times in another deep voice of an angel
tending my to my wounds
as I dragged my beaten knees across
a cold hospital floor
landing in security once more