I Can Still Wear the Pretty Ones
lacy pink with tiny rose buds
oh so pretty with wires that tear my flesh
sweet and sour
loving the look
hating the feel
I am not ready to trade for the old ones
My cups are B's
I can wear the pretty ones
Reds, purples, with satin that shines
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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