
I have to admit: I read this on another site first, tired from taxes, and read it as being about a moment of early wooing to a date. Then I reread it, and thought, this is probably about a child!
Reading it again now, for at least the sixth time this evening, it seems that yes, it's about a child. The run on "and...and...and..."
...and I think it is ever so sweet and lovely.

It's not a child, although I understand your reading of it that way. I won't say more; I want to keep the intrigue, such as it may be.

I can see why Tracey think this is about a child.
For me...it reminds me of when my mother was in the hospital battling cancer (bleeding ulcers, and surgery to remove her spleen at the same time). She went in as a size 20, three months later when she was finally released to begin chemo, she was a size 6. I had gotten used to her being a heavy woman. She looked so frail.
I love the last line. I remember holding my Mom and silently praying she would make it through all of that.
I am not about to say that I know what this poem is about. It could be kittens for all I know, but this is what I took from it. Needless to say, it was very touching.

My first thought was grandchild. BUT i'm glad you keep the intrigue, dont' spoil it for us.


Ok - I may as well extend the ever-expanding range of contextual interpretations.
My first impression - that these people are effectively 'strangers', brought together by circumstances, perhaps extraordinary and possibly adverse, which facilitate these moments of intimacy. I imagined something like an aid mission or relief operation, but I'm probably way off here.
The use of 'and' in series certainly helps generate a sense of anticipation/excitement and, I guess, a plethora of potential inferences which could easily overwhelm an obsessive llike me, so I'll leave it there and run for cover.