A Sky On the Forehead

A sky on the forehead Lilacs and larks inside Eyes enjoying the bliss Give me milk with bread Those deep touches of joy How sweet your palm mom Molecules mount a gull Your smile so cute and coy Look at pockets of my grin And the pink grapes in bloom Endless ripples from my lungs The moon seated on my chin Just two frontal teeth From the waiting gums Tomatoes bloom always Melodies giggle as I breathe Whoever fondles us We say, Buenos Dias Overjoyed they smile At the baby Jesus _____________________________________ May31, 2019 Baby Face What's You THINKIN 2 Poetry Contest Sponsored by: James Edward Lee Sr. Baby Picture Number 3