She was abreast
At what was best
She did detest
Such averments
While all along
Singing shy song
While whispering
Somber hums
Pleasant dreams of morning love
Abreast somber whispers
8/13/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
KEEPING ABREAST OF THE SITUATION
A lady's out doing her shopping
She's braless, both boobies are flopping
V necked dress, not the best
Cos out popped her right breast
The nipple display was eye popping!
I observed this today - this buxom lass bent forward to get something that she had dropped and I got a real eyeful – she wasn’t fazed just whopped it back in and got on with her shopping!!!
For Leah - thanks for encouraging me to write this story BBxx
07/20/21
to many men
too many men
don't look a
woman in
her eyes
instead
speak
to
what they think
make her her
perhaps not
noticing
that she
already
is not
even
paying attention
intentionally
looking for
someone
who will
talk
face
to face
but the fixation
relationship
of the pair
takes him
to the
point
of
pointlessly
spilling
his drink
on her
blouse
then in
intended
apology he
asks if he can
wipe up his mess
with napkin in
hand but she
takes out her
padding and
squeezes
them out
and puts
them
back in
to make
them their
original size
once again to
find the eyes of
another ogling man
Imagine if we were all born old and then
Got younger till once again we had baby skin
Whatta a great opportunity
To declare immunity
We could grab a breast and just look up and grin
Imagine if we were all born old and then
Got younger till once again we had baby skin
Whatta a great opportunity
To declare immunity
You grab a breast and just look up and grin
so bashful, the breast
as it sags silently in rest
as it sways
- a motion that preys
on the mind of man
so bold, the breast
with a single hut
across a deep valley cut
to another
- a hat on a beach
of softest sand
- a silky land
creamy smooth
and quite aloof
holding its head up high
as wanton fingers reach to pry
so silly, the breast
a mere structure
- a perfect appendage
- a factory, a tool
that shaped nations, history, fate
with man but the fool
Yes that's right she took off the bra and then left.
You should of seen how perfect her breasts
were officer and at that size...well I cried for over a half hour.
Maurice Yvonne
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