For My Nursling
As you begin your slow, sleepy search in the middle of the night
As you wake me with playful raspberrys on my breast
As you search for comfort in your time of distress and hurt
As you clutch my breast like it is your last line to life
As you sensually stroke my breast with complete contentment
As you smile your sweet, milky smiles
As you teach, I learn...about love.