Feminine Essence-Repost

Amazed,
I view these unbound breasts
Mounds of flesh and blood
and milk--
food for man--
Marveling
that for all their use and wear
I'd never truly realized
the ecstasy of them
for myself.

In the shower--
even at perimenopausal forty-four,
I have sometimes seen the opaque liquid
they still secrete
in pearl-droplets,
and I've wondered...
but never dared..
until overcome by the hunger
of never having known...tasted...

I gazed transfixed,
unbound and daring
gently lifting
nervously craving
yearning
stretching forward aslant
beyond my own flesh.
Head bowed in reverential ceremony
and for the first time
tasted the essence
of myself.

--Pamela Dawn