I knew I loved you before I met you

A mother’s breast
A child’s rest
For comfort or food
Anywhere, in any mood
A newborn baby or an older child
Just for a sip, or for a long while
Black babies, white and asian too,
latino, indigenous be it many or few
All have one thing they want and adore
Milk from their mother, ever more, ever more

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