It is the cry of the womb

When you suffer
My womb cries
When you long me
My womb trembles
An unknown relation
That's there…
Between you and me
I raise my hands
To take you
But you are not here
I hear your cry
But my hands are locked
I m relaxed
When you are on my lap
And you smile
My joy knows no bound
That's the relation between you and me
What s there between you and me?
I wonder, I realized
It's there between you and me….