Sweet Honey Dove

Mother's Milk






Gently cradling him and his charms
As he suckles from you, your babe in arms

Lovingly nourishing him with food of life
Cooling his nerves so he feels no strife

Watching you form into one with him
Fills me with a softening of my heart within

Lovingly witnessing this scene of the ages
Mother's milk so gracefully opens the heart of Sages

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