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mothers milk

yeah we’ve all had these moments - huh?

Mothers Milk
every word she makes
wispers on the serpants tongue.
dripping from the honey come
guilty now let all hands wrung
come to me come
come this way
for i alone know the way
i know you’ll fail
fret to see
that every way
you’ll seek with me

Brady A Beard


Posted by bbeard on 09/02 at 07:35 PM in Poetry

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