Achill Ladd - Her First Time.

With just a chain around her slender neck
I firmly said to her, 'Keep still'.
For this would be her first time.
I must employ some skill.

Her warm breath like a feather brushed
Against my weathered cheek,
As I fondly gazed upon, and stroked,
Her magnificent young physique.

Her brown eyes were searching dolefully,
Her eyelashes fluttering, long and black,
As I, Oh, so very lovingly
Ran my hand along her back.

I washed her tenderly down below.
She moved a little, gaily.
In soothing tones I said to her,
'We'll be doing this twice daily'.

I massaged her very gently.
Her warm skin as smooth as silk.
Once relaxed and more at ease
She'd let down all her milk.

While sat upon a three legged stool,
With a pail held between my knees,
I relieved her of her burden,
With a little expertise.

Achill Ladd

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