The beauteous bosoms grow on the chests
Of grand womanhood with a physical food!
A cynosure of all eyes - soft and picturesque
So beautifully engraved on her virgin body
In pubescent color, in the letters of beauty
In a well-rounded shape of her special flesh
Bulging out like the tip of icebergs in the sea
The beauteous bosoms grow on the chests
Of grand womanhood with a physical food!
The glandular organs so soft and so fleshy
In a paragon of pity, with youthful beauty
In the surging ocean of her boundless love
Floated and flaunted but a sensuous wave
Oozing as a booze in the mouths of moths
Yearning hearts get their sumptuous feasts
An object of amorous arousal for the stares
Of standing beholders to Romeos of streets
The beauteous bosoms grow on the chests
Of grand womanhood with a physical food
For an emotional-sexual growth of humanity!
A pair of beatitude bowls loved and cuddled
Nestled with love ensconced in proper wear
Churning milk of human kindness for all lives
That strengthens the animal and human bones
Ensuring their sustenance - nourished growth
Her body - made lives and love and the love Clung to the ambrosiac pairs, thriving on them
Flaunting flux of soft feel in this round shape.
The beauteous bosoms grow on the chests
Of grand womanhood with a physical food!
