Into The Flow

I’ll take you with me
Into the flow,
Sweet Baby.
I need to move!
I need to stretch!
The music grooves.
But then a small cry
So I don’t even try.
We both know
This is really your flow.
You don’t want stillness.
And so yoga becomes
A booty-shaking
Dance party!
I can dance all night.
And we do for a while,
But when you say “nay”
Momma knows.
You want to lay down
And suckle the hour away.
Both of us lulled into
This milky flow.
I bring you to my chest,
Latched to my breast
Where we slip into
A most DIVINE rest.
And I don’t mind
Giving you my time.
Just grateful to know
That together we flow.

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