My Son

Alisa Muniz Blanchard Copyright 2012 all rights reserved

Little fingers and curly toes
Wisps of breath
Encircle lips
At breast he suckles
Soft fists knocking
Bursts
The best kind of
Letdowns
Rapturous flow
Nectar
Praise for life
Arise from the milk
Entering him as a river
The sun was born today
Love is all there is to know
Right now
In the presence of this
Sunbeam

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