I whisper nonsense
into your feet
and it makes you laugh
so that you can barely stand it
but you kick at the air again
wanting more.
They say you won’t remember this
but the mind is not the only scribe
I tell your feet to hold onto these kisses
same with your belly
and the fattest spot on your cheeks
just in case there comes a day
when you are older
when you are hurting
your limbs will release the secrets
I buried into them
and you will wonder
why you suddenly feel
so strong.