Is It Too Late? Poem by gershon hepner

IS IT TOO LATE?


Is it too late
for me to date
someone from Venus
who wears no bras,
which men from Mars
consider heinous?

The breast that ripples,
showing nipples
is my ideal,
but, though revealed,
it may not yield
to hands that feel.

Inspired by Linda’s highly acclaimed poem, inspired by a less famous poem written by me:

Bra-less


Lana when she had to wear
her stuffy, scratchy, underwear,
fell for the ploy and put it on;
was paid quite well by Mr. Jon.

Linda when she wore her first
felt stifled and about to burst.
She tore it off and ran quite wild
all round the park, but sadly child

lost out to woman, and she had
to put away all freedom, bad
to let it fly, they told her, then
she thought she'd have revenge on men

and so she glared at them when they
thought prodding her was sexy play,
and made them fumble with the hooks
until they groaned, let's stick to books

and kept her virtue for some time,
until she let a witty Hyme
undo her heart, at which she shed
her underwear, and so to bed.

Linda Hepner

7/25/08