My darling’s got the finest pair—
Of opinions, firm beyond compare.
Two wise oracles, soft and round,
With wisdom that can quite astound.
They rise each morning, proud and pert,
With confidence beneath her shirt.
They sway with sass, they bounce with grace,
A natural wonder I can't replace.
They comfort me when I feel stressed,
Those tender thoughts upon her chest.
I study them like sacred text—
Chapter left, then on to next.
Sometimes they’re bold, sometimes demure,
But always honest, always pure.
I vow to lift them every day—
With hands, or words, or lingerie.
So here’s to her exquisite pair—
May they always be light as air.
And should she ask, “Are they too much?”
I’ll answer with a reverent touch.
© Susie Stiles-Wolf
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Cute, humorous, seductive, sensual are the words that come to mind in this clever poem of rhyme
Beautifully done,
The best ode to the breasts know'd. Oh! You meant "opinions?" No, I don't think so. Unless you are speaking metaphorically, then you've given them wisdom and a life of their own. Or was that just a pair-a-phrase? Well, I read it both ways and chuckled on the journey. A very entertaining piece. I loved it. - Phil A.
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