Milk-Honey

by Thomas Davis

My love’s breasts are full of milk honey,
And the seed of life lies heavily within her.
I praise the quietness of the gentle night
When my voice can love play with her voice,
And the round, straight features of her face are clear.

It is then that the surging waves of the sea
Are drowned in the music of their own singing,
And the cool green depths of an underwater world
Drift through the star milk moods of silence
Running intermittently through the clatter of our tongues.

It is then that my love becomes more beautiful
Than the bazaar of women who display charms
So cunningly to an awaiting, breathless world.
My love’s breasts are full of milk honey,
And the seed of life lies heavily within her.

Note: This was written when Ethel and I were expecting our first child, a daughter, a long time ago.

3 Comments

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3 responses to “Milk-Honey

  1. Just amazingly beautiful, Thomas. I love this!

  2. This somehow puts me in mind of the Song of Solomon.

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