I felt an urge-
Within me,
To touch her,
To interact with her
Through my shivering lips.
The curtains between us
Were removed.
No more hindrances,
None between us-
Me and my mom,
My mom and me,
A heap of warmth,
A lump of softness,
A touch of love
Culminated into
A flux of nectar
Into my existence,
A stream of love,
Care, comfort and relaxation
Tethered into me
Through my oral cavity.
The most thrilling experience
Began instantly
With this nectar,
My mother's milk.
No more hindrances, None between us- Me and my mom, My mom and me, A heap of warmth, A lump of softness, A touch of love Culminated into A flux of nectar Into my existence, Beautiful description of milk feeding of a baby by the mother. Nice poem.
Me and my mom, My mom and me, A heap of warmth, A lump of softness, A touch of love Culminated into A flux of nectar Into my existence, A stream of love, Care, comfort and relaxation Tethered into me Through my oral cavity. Great poem on mother and the birth of a baby. Thanks poet.10 for it.
The curtains between us Were removed. No more hindrances, None between us- Me and my mom, My mom and me, A heap of warmth, A lump of softness, A touch of love Culminated into A flux of nectar thanks for the nice poem.. Beautiful. well written. 10 marks for it.
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To touch her! ! Thanks for sharing this lovely poem with us.
Thank you dear revered poet for such inspiring words.