Sonnet on a Woman's Breast

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Thoughts on a woman's breasts.
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What has more beauty than a woman’s breast
Rising in softness to the peak above
That firm and supple glory at the crest
Seeking and longing for a touch of love

It’s form may change, it’s shape the years decide
The beauty never changes, still the same
A lover’s soft caress will never hide
Their longing and desire burns as a flame

A young man’s dream, an old man’s memory
Lover’s desire and rival’s highest aim
A glimpse can fan a storm, an eye can see
What strong desire, longing to lay a claim

The purest indication of beauty
The absolute perfection of degree

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AnonymousAnonymous5 months ago

A nice ode to one of the pinnacles of feminine beauty. Though I'm basically an ass-man, I absolutely adore a full, round female ass, whether heart-shaped, pear-shaped or bubble, I also just look lovely full non-sagging boobs with pink pert nipples. The poem is good, says it all.

AnonymousAnonymous6 months ago

Lovely ode to a woman's breasts. In my life I have seen and felt several lovely breasts. Each was different, yet equally pleasurable. And in spite of all those tits, I never fail to be captivated by a new good-looking pair. A woman's body is a veritable Garden of Eden with jucy fruits everywhere you look. It is said that Paradise lies between a woman's thighs. And not far from that Paradise, on a straight line, are the twin soft mountains of Aphrodite topped by juicy mouth-watering cherries, the dream of every hot-blooded man. May every woman always grow D cup boobs, and may they never sag.

UpperNorthLeftUpperNorthLeft9 months ago

Beautiful! Lines 5 and 6 of the second stanza are the most evocative for me. 5*

perejohn41perejohn4110 months ago

Yes, beautiful. I love a woman’s breast, the touch, the feel. No words to describe.

Sman4444Sman4444over 1 year ago

Beauty and a woman’s breast certainly go together. Lovely poem!

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