Breasts Poems - Poems about Breasts

ODE TO THE MYRRH TREE So the tree stood in the centre of the desert Mangled by winds of change and truth of joy and chains of dust and torrents of rare rain Burnt black and senseless by an unrelenting Sun of nightmare beauty And orange was the sand of scorpions orange was the mirage of miracles orange was her veil...

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To be inspired, I suck the Muses' breasts; and, like young babes that thirst for tender milk, and for health from their mother's nippled chests, I champ the teats sublime for strains of silk. O god-like breasts from whence beauteous rhyme ...

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Finally, I came to know all men don't like breasts Some say with women's flower are just like spike breasts Traffic rules should be written on shirts of road girls Perhaps there'll be no gaze which won't strike breasts Tonight, I'm going to sleep with hundred fairies Not just arms - and please don't mind if I so vike -...

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Full breasts bulked up, wonderful... small breasts cuddly, charming... are mango roses ...

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Breasts are wise Only one thing they know of Pointing at people...

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In women, ears are more important than breasts. And disputes about this are stupidly airy. Against small breasts women there is no protest. But earless, the ladies are scary!...

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Full bosoms bulky, wonderful ... nuggets breasts spoiled, charming ... They are pink...

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Step right up step right up one and all, We’ve got amazing freaks short and tall, There’s the strongest man in the world, We’ve got midgets the tiniest people in the world. We’ve even got bearded lady and the boy with twelve fingers. Don’t be shy come on and come all, We don’t turn nobody away, But just for your own edification...

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The fork goes on the left. The poor go on the streets. The crock is on the table and the breast compare deceits....

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Every month, I loose blood. My , abdomen, every part of my body - gives me pain.. For days.. I cry, I hardly move. I'm a woman that owns a complicated body. that bleeds and breasts that are hard to carry.. But does that matter? when from my an infant comes and when my breasts give milk and warmth. Every...

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Every month, I loose blood. My , abdomen, every part of my body - gives me pain.. For days.. I cry, I hardly move. I'm a woman that owns a complicated body. that bleeds and breasts that are hard to carry.. But does that matter? when from my an infant comes and when my breasts give milk and warmth. Every...

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Birds and bees always try to tease; Known to knock many new knees; Saw her bra, And la di da; Robin red breast was in tall trees. Best breast and around with never had messed even though obsessed. Jim Horn...

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I live as orphan but I am not orphan I live with mother but she is no mother Her fingers cannot feed me, her child As she is a mother without breasts Whenever visitors come she gives all And those in granaries she donates Her resources feed other persons As she is a mother without breasts When I complain with tears in...

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Most beautiful body part. Curved contour. Perfect fit for shape of hand. Up front. Proud and pleased to be female. Come hither weaker sex. Nipples soft. Nipples hard. Feed my child big and strong. Amazing breasts. I could go on......

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BREASTS Growing Attention holding A mans kiss I, the mans wishes As I do the dishes...

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