Is It Poetry (1958 - / Bus-Boys And Poets, Washington D.C.)
Her Breasts Were Ment For Pearls
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.
that hang against her skin.
Is It Poetry
Submitted: Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 25, 2013
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