Late night musings

A couple nights ago I couldn’t sleep. Hope you enjoy my late night musings.

Even though we haven’t met. I always think about you. As I go through out my day you cross my mind. When I’m waiting in line, I feel your soft warm hand in mine. I feel your presence as I walk down the street. When I get home I see you in my mind’s eye. I take you in my arms and we embrace. You take my hand, and lead me to the couch. As you sit down you take off your shirt, and before long my lips and tongue are drawing the sweet nectar of our deep bond from your breast. While it physically nourishes me it also renews my spirit and melts away my stress. Your milk reassures me of our connection and love for each other even when we’re physically apart, no matter where I go because of your milk part of you is always with me. Giving me strength, and urging me on, knowing that soon we’ be together again. We go about our evening, laughing, and enjoying being in each other’s presence. Before long we retire for the night. We entangle our legs and your hand is on the back of my head, guiding my hungry mouth towards your eagerly waiting breast. As my lips and tongue start their coaxing rhythm, it isn’t long before the warmth of our bodies and your milk lulls me into that place where sleep and consciousness intersect. I’m awake enough to suckle, but am too asleep to notice much beyond you. Our bond through the breast reassures me that you’re still here. Before long you drift off, both of us waiting to connect in a couple of hours. Both of us needing what the other offers. Your milk offering peace, love, nurturing, and reassurance. My mouth proving that you are needed and wanted. Our relationship a perfect symbiotic pairing.
It’s these thoughts and dreams that keep me going, keep me hoping, searching, and longing for the day these imaginings become reality.
I continue to wait for you my Future Milkmaid.