She Bath's In Milk Poem by James McLain
She Bath's In Milk
Under the moonlights glow, she drifts away,
In ivory pools where liquid sprays.
The milk, like velvet, cool and pure,
Caresses skin, in soft allure.
Her thoughts dissolve in liquid white,
As dreams take flight in quiet night.
Each drop is caught, calm and still,
She bathes in milk, defying all.
Such a moment of peace, his worlds erased,
In milky depths, her soul embraced.
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