'Dear' Is This Why 'You' Milk Me - Poem by James McLain
'dear' this is why 'you' milk me
looking out the window
you see them running all around.
While still you know that freedom
can't be staunched
you milk it more and more each day.
It is not in the actual milking and though
I lay it by your hands.
it is not what your hands they do,
trying to stay so busy as you know
they always do.
'dear' this is why 'you' milk me,
and this is why i love you.
'you' milk me just to watch the milk
as it comes shooting out.
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