No sleeping silence this -
Awash in a sea of milk,
And tiny cries, and coos, and sighs
The deep pull of blood
On a tide of exhaustion
All this made from my body:
Milk, tears and flesh
A tiny beady eyed being
Nuzzling towards me
Splay fingered, but not helpless -
I am his hands and voice
We are each others skin
We two are one without
As once we were within
xxx Molly
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