Little Spoon (incomplete)

Don’t you remember the comfort of the womb?
The place where you had the basic necessities of a healthy life,
Food, water, shelter, warmth and affection.
We are born the little spoon.
Then many boys and girls are told they can no longer be the little spoon.
They appreciate the warmth of the little spoon, because they are now the big spoons.
Supposed protector, human concave, the placer of the warm arm over the chest.
The giver, the rhythmic human body pillow, who contorts to the whim of the protected.
In some sense the little spoon in the relationship is ultimately the big spoon.
Maybe everybody is a big spoon, who sometimes feels like the little spoon.

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