Monday, May 18, 2015

Small Beast

My breast have never been big enough
To fall inbetween
It's always pretty much been a straight shot
A few bumps
Riding through slow
Wondering what really matters
Then I pour my splash of milk in my black
Sugar was always added to the morning
Nurturing force given
Provided for that state of mind
Not wanting my babies to become lost
These little bumps are where my babies will form a full cup.