- Erotic Poetry
- Hundred Yard Breasts
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My house sits beside the sea
Every sunny day people pass
I watch and look with eager glee -
Displays of tits and curvy ass.
Although I have but limited sight
A buxom woman at an hundred yards
Fills my heart with unashamed delight -
As much as a massive win at cards.
Be she short, petite, tall or small
Her breasts showing full and proud
To me her age matters not at all
She makes me to shout ‘Yes!’ aloud.
Closer yet her tits defy my years
Viagra? What is that for?
My salute is instinctive and hers
Leaving me wanting to see much more.
But her less endowed sisters yet
Will show enough when closer still
To make my old heart faster get -
This ancient Jack still wants a Jill.
Her breasts from one hundred yards
My eyesight is still enough for see
I wish there were better bards
To express the joy she brings to me.
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