Is It Poetry
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.
that hang against her skin.
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