Baby sleeps br in shade br br cuddles up br to me br br milk blister br on her lip br br even in sleep br she searches for my male nipple. br br I laugh at this br persistence br br guess I’ll do br for comfort. br br The real McCoy br lies naked in the sun br br asleep herself br acquiring a tan. br br Her breasts br still leak milk br br glistening droplets br human honeydew. br br From nowhere br (it appears) br br they appear br (a pair) br br br blue butterflies br from a blue sky br br almost invisible br to the naked eye br br until they settle on her breasts br dividing the spoils equally br br fluttering at first br but then perfectly still br br as if you wore them br (a beautifully wrought nipple jewellery) . br br I wonder do you dream br (in your sleep) br br of this surreal br real dream br br happening br in the wide awake world. br br I dare not disturb them br (and they do not disturb you) br br for fear br the magic would vanish. br br They too appear to be asleep. br br Everyone is dreaming except me br (even the world is drowsy) br br I br the only one awake br br to see it all br for real.