Breasts

I don’t know when it started
but I know it’ll never end
my admiration grows stronger
and I’ll tell you this my friend

I’ve marveled at the complexity
and even their very shape
Their smooth and supple feeling
makes me salivate.

The size and shape don’t matter
I know I love them all
to have one flashed in passing
might make one hit a wall.

When I’m in their presents
my attension will gravitate
always in their direction
as if drawn to the bate.

I find them all adorable
from beach to fancy ball
I am a great admirer
and have been since I was small

They nurished my tiny body
without I’d not have grown
and now to feed my desire
and help to grow a bone.

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