counterpoint

counterpoint

sing that song
Mother the one
you sing with your blue
with your milk blue
throat so warm and taut
and beating time
and your breast
your breast so curved
and full your belly
my ear to your belly
your breast i hear
such a soft rush
of life of
lo..

sing that song
Mother and let
blue milk-crystal
syllables be baubles

strung between

pink fingertips
pink lips pink
nipples

blue milk

sing

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