In her womb I laid
My perfect peace
Suckling on her never drying love
Precious than all the gems
On her cotton walls I held,strongly
Never did I want to let go
Of her abundant care

On her chest I laid
As I drank from the springs of life
That flowed from her two hills
The source of my life

Her chest my playing field
Ever lost in the jungle
A jungle,
Of love
She never let go
Neither did she give in
Each morning she prayed
That one day her lovely chick
Would grow into a cock
Not to sire many chicks
But to crow
Louder than all the crows

Published by simsamsarts

I believe in simplicity,

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