Women For The Men Poem by Mark R Slaughter

To clasp a silken-textured breast
Is nothing but a daily quest
Of preternatural drive.

We wonder of the fulsome fare
Her bra undone might bring to bear -
Disclosing all so we may stare
For hours on end upon the pair of
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the-brains-of-men? -

A bleak affair,
And why we still survive!


Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010




















































































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