Breasts Poems - Poems about Breasts

... Miss Bellmont, you know the type, expresses everything with hype. At a gala party not long ago her bra strap suddenly let go as she danced the ballroom floor. To the astonishment of all gu......Read the rest...

...Betsy Winters I try drawing you from old memories but can't get your eyes right. I don't see the body that destroyed my earnest vows. I can't see your warm young breasts and nipples......Read the rest...

... Under Florentine sunsets, once home to maestros and Pope's, Ruled Medicis shallow ego, carved in marble from impassioned breasts, A Renaissance of heart creating visions of Man's Hope's, Donat......Read the rest...

...Heavy and eerie silence reigned therein, The dark rooms looking as sullen as mean, As if they had taken serious offence Against me who had failed in their esteem, My heart feeling contrite wa......Read the rest...

...The mirror reflects a lifetime etched upon my skin; a canvas of stories whispered through maturity. I stand before it, middle-aged and exposed, my nakedness laid bare. My image holds no ju......Read the rest...

... Lord, save this unholy Baptist!? Her lactation, like mother's juice, slakes thirsty tongues with creamy gist. To flush her slick love-chamber's sluice, with corkscrew thumbs, and pr......Read the rest...

...By Cherbo Geeplay Summer is yet to come and may never come. She's stirring in an August noon, sitting on the long plateaus of these fields so far from our grasp. The rice fields......Read the rest...

...You can walk right into this image. Stand there near the typewriter if you like. Edward Hopper has allowed plenty of room. Although he has filled the space very well, As it is a small of......Read the rest...

... I. What rare delight it is, when spring and youth, pregnant with life, explode all o'er again! When sex organs mature, and know lust's truth, lewd sensations soon tempt the onc......Read the rest...

...I think so I am, Thank you Descartes, She dances samba, so I’m, She likes strawberries and roasted chestnuts, So I am, She has butterflies in her eyes So I am, Thank you Descartes, It is not ......Read the rest...

...I wonder who’s in charge of our section. The anxiety about who will lead me, brings on a cold sweat. Her sweater is tight. I turtle-neck, over my sanitized cubical. Small breasts, tiny and ......Read the rest...

...My Marie, wasted so much time watching Sat behind your image, I always wondered Type me another picture, so I can look inside your head Reach the final thread When all the words are said and do......Read the rest...

...These are modern English translations of the "Xenia" epigrams written in collaboration by the German poets Johann Wolfgang von Goethe and Friedrich Schiller, plus an elegy Goethe wrote for Schiller........Read the rest...

...The Time Machine Graying hair and aching knees It’s time for a drive among hills and trees There is magic encased in a Chevy V-8 Gotta take a drive before it’s too late Shift in reverse Time......Read the rest...

...l see you in a crowded train, ln a lonely station l see you. l see you in tomorrow's touch. ln serene sunrise l see you. l see you in my office at times ln eyes that smile l see you. l see you ......Read the rest...