Baby sleeping now
at her breast
self satisfied grin
upon her face.
She calls her husband over
complains of how
heavy & hurting
her breasts
are
She offers him
a breast
and gently he
suckles her
as demanding
as any baby
weeping with milk
she weeps with pleasure
as her left nipple
stiffens.
Dee Wright
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/after-the-baby-2/
