One With Me Always

What does it feel like

To be like a hologram

Scrawled upon my body?

Your contours tickle my form 

As I carry you through my day

You don’t stay still

You dance in and around me

Like a stop-animation line drawing

Made of many colors

You weave as if on a loom

You dip and bounce like a buoy

Safe in the ocean

What does it feel like

To be one with me always?

And is this how a mother feels

Holding her baby who all day

Climbs her like a mountain?