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.
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