Is It Milk You Utter

Frequent shoppers
are we all
well in quite the honey drew
from Bonny knobs
just a cup of milk
in life he sought.
Lips pursed and shaking
hunger driven thoughs of you
river streams all have dreams
heavens dew I knew.
Glasses full half in half cream
butter such are lovers
tipping arms that alaways churn
lovely is her name to know.
Flying cross green expanse
eye to eye can’t see it all
wooden fences
hungers sheen flavors misty sky I fall.
Favors lace a silky place just in chance
of line to time one play.