myopic piece in yard for who's real space of safeguard design:;

going downstairs I felt my knees
and breasts protrude as a second pair
oh baby come with me please
the signals have me glued to a sigh,
I take one breath sounding like traffic
pedestrian isn't car
hormone won't prove to be child
I have to calm me or this terrific;
I see a ladybug in flight
and kept watching by my foot
never noticing it crawl
so think of the uplifting lactation wonders
before miscarriage could tailspin
but I snap my fingers and swing my arms
like a bird by the river and my grin of munch food kimchee getting me over here
and why not more than her of steeped steps {by saturators ~}