Is It Poetry

Gold Star - 5,161 Points (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)

Her Breasts Were Ment For Pearls - Poem by Is It Poetry

Her neck so long and thin.
And because she looked at him.
They make her bow and scrape.

The sun it shows a lovely face.
Each one that shows no sin.
White pearls,
that hang against her skin.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 25, 2013


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