Naked you drink
chilled milk out of the fridge

great big gulps of it

(as if gasping for air)

milk spilling from a scarlet
mouth

flowing in rivulets
over your bare breasts

(from mountains such as these to the valley that lies between your thighs)

finally you
surface for air

wipe away
your milk moustache

mischievously
ask:

“Ya want some! ”

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This was orginally a haiku for a long while until it grew up!

'GULP! GULP! GULP! '

Naked, she drinks milk
...spills out of mouth...over breasts.
She grins: 'Ya want...some? ! '

Dónall Dempsey

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-white-stuff-for-frieda-rose/