Cleavage
I love the way they form a crevice
And mystically pull you in
These two mountainous peaks
Creating a magical aura of Zen
I love taking in the full circumference
And then tracing them to their peak
Mezmorized by the power of their unity
And how it affects my ability to speak
I love the emboldened colored zenith
That surrounds their crowning tip
Where areolar glands stand at attention
Like guards around the precious nip
I love to feel their softness under my touch
And then watch the papilla stand erect
To suckle them so discreetly completely
Until the commands become more direct
I like to bury my face in their fullness
To suffocate in the sheer delight of them
Hold them in my hands while held above
Thanking God for each precious gem