Look at that smile that brightens the room,
those lips are every man's dream.
Fantasies of BJ's they want very soon,
They focus on a mouth—the rest unseen
See those tits! How big are they?
Big hard nipples like strawberries.
These men, impetuous in what they say,
and have no care of the shame they carry.
Check out that ass, so thick and juicy,
so spankable with those grabbable hips.
They say, "Give up that ass, bend over for me"
with no care— the tender pride rips
Can't they see there is more to me
than a few fantastic parts
A woman with a heart as big as the sea
Not some brainless tart
From out of that luscious lipped mouth,
comes words of intellectual thought
Speaking of love, and rage to be heard out
Even as the passions run hot
From behind those tits beats the rhythm
of compassion and generosity--
A nurturer, a teacher, a mother with sin,
perfection to never be
Passion burn brightly within my breasts,
determined to find release,
But I am not a fuck doll for his fest,
I'm more than just a tease
Special men earn the right and will
discover a work of fine art,
If they wise and opens their eyes to see
The sum of my magnificent parts
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