Breasts

Spoken word click the link below to listen:

Listen to Breasts by Aboki CleDre #np on #SoundCloud 

 

The female mammary gland is a real piece of art

many whisper about it

others don’t wanna talk about it

but I like it

you like it

we like it

so why should i hide it?

it doesn’t matter the figure of the girl

long like a cucumber or huge like a melon

by it’s nature let it be

your body is a priceless Picasso’s, Le Pigeon Aux Petis Pois

display it to the world or hide it from us men, it doesn’t matter

we stare at your cleavage as you talk to us and

don’t think for a second we don’t know you know we are staring, ‘cos we know you know we are staring and there’s nothing you can do about it

dirty filthy perverted minds we are

as we stare at your breasts from afar

sometimes i just wanna grab those breasts from behind and reach up above

suckle on them nipples grabbing your waist with love

your looks doesn’t matter

‘cos ignorance is picky

and picking out girls by looks is freaky

clanching on these breasts as she runs as if all hell will break loose if she doesn’t

i remember my first breasts

i had her pinned against the wall

nibbling kisses from her lips to her naval

her breathing beckoned for more

i don’t don’t know how we ended up on the floor

long before i found my hand underneath her bra

fondling those firm tissue glands with an erect nipple

plucking them like a Spanish guitar

breasts were the first thing i ate when i breathed my first air

that’s what i’ll eat when i’m in despair

on the chest of a woman lies those pair

a day without it will be a nightmare

you’re now old in front of the mirror you stand

how the mighty have fallen

those majestic twin towers now ground zero

feeling insecure and conscious because those saggy breasts coupled with stretch marks here and there

lots of sleepless nights and crying because they don’t look like how they did many years ago

wake me up, we will cry and stay awake together because i remember the days and nights your breasts got heavy so the baby and i were fed.

 

written by: @AbokiCleDre (follow me on twitter)

Copyright © 2018 by @AbokiCleDre

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