Once in awhile I'd like to share the many fragments of my creative mind with all of you...so here goes:
Nurturing
By The Word Pimpstress
Sweet stares of bliss
are continuously bestowed upon you
Trickling tears of melodic joy weep from my heart
As I gently caress you in my arms
Intently observing each slight movement you make while dreaming…
The tender smile that lights up your face ~
makes me wonder what kind of happy dream is floating in your mind.
So content am I…
I could sit here for hours
Adoring you in your sleep slumber.
I get tickled when your little chubby hand
Gently rests upon my breasts
With what I like to call your adorable knuckle dimples.
Mmmmmm…I love inhaling your baby scent.
And I love this feeling…so connected are you and I
As you instinctively search for my breast to nurture you
I am also nurtured, as well.
Gratitude seeps from my pores.
The very essence of pureness is right here and now.
Of cuddled moments shared forever in my soul.
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