Baby sleeping now <br />at her breast <br />self satisfied grin <br />upon her face. <br />She calls her husband over <br />complains of how <br />heavy & hurting <br />her breasts <br />are <br /> <br />She offers him <br />a breast <br />and gently he <br />suckles her <br />as demanding <br />as any baby <br />weeping with milk <br />she weeps with pleasure <br />as her left nipple <br />stiffens.<br /><br />Dee Wright<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/after-the-baby-2/
