Peanut Pacifier

He lithened to her closely
Attentive to each utterance
Mindful of her prethence

The thoft
Gently heaving breatht
So perfectly poithed at eye level
Held promitheth of thingth he did not know

Thhe caressed hith cheek
athking him to read

“thix thilly thauthageth”

Oddly
Thhe did not mention the moithture
Ath he thprayed thyllableth hither and yon

Rather

Thhe bade him open hith mouth

Heaving bothom filled hith mind
Ath thhe told him to where to place hith tongue

He thruggled

To no avail

Her ample cleavage dithtracted him

Only theven
Thtill he longed to thuckle

Disthtwacted

He almotht mithed the peanut butter

Hith hand wath gently guided
Tip of index finger daubed

“Place this just above your top teeth
Inside your mouth”

“Good now read again”

Like teat to newborn
His tongue was drawn to the peanut butter

“Six silly Sausages”

Never again
Would he lisp

Only see a breast
He craved peanut butter

Only taste peanut butter

He longed to keep abreast

So there you have it
My journey from watery utter
To a love of udders

© 2010, Mosquitobyte