A beautiful mirror
-Escape of the mountain-
Do you care about my breast?
The new curve - countryside corset.
The beauty of every summer dress
Laying down, wearing out gravity
Embracing the same feeling; Your
hands indulged in. Passion and devotion,
around perfumed scenery...
The perfect pair
Today we will pray,
Counting every second on the clock
No longer the womanly figure before'
I will possess a new battle,
around the virtues of my palace.
-Will you still be there,
when the hump and lump are gone?
-Will I still be the queen of your heart?
Patiently I shall wait and see,
in hopes to gain the time, breast cancer stole
Leaving behind torn tissue, with a daily reminder of;
The one that got away.
A Focus on Breast Cancer
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2016