Milk Flows
took them to the breast
fed them with love…tenderness
joy in triplicate
they won’t remember kindness
so private and personal
with kids of their own
milk flows to their very bones
bare naked to wise
a grown woman’s pure pleasure
and a husband’s jealousy
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