Milk is the nourishment
Victor first feasts upon
suckles and gobbles up
chews without teeth
supplied by a nipple-capped gland
and its double
beside and beneath
at a rate that recalls and releases
twin zephyrs
through caves overhead
gaping nostrils—
both breached
by inhaling/exhaling
breath vent to soothe him
to fondle his follicles
blow-dry his pate
the hair on his tender scalp lifting/resettling
to a seashore-like rhythm
at an ebb-tide-like pace
the feel and the taste
and the sight, sound, smell splendid
his senses enraptured
his body embraced
conditions ideal for evolving.