This reality is a titless girl:
Nothing to offer superficially;
But if I peeped under her breast,
I'd receive what'd put my soul to
Sadly, I haven't the greatest of
To blow my fallible beliefs out of my
What's offered underneath will stay
in the rear.
Copyright © Eric Thomas | Year Posted 2013
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