A Poetry Sporadical of Repeating Forms
It’s good to know what rhymes with breasts
I wish I’d never seen your breasts
You never know when lines will dance
In girlie pictures in your book
The pirouette of words suggests
My longing for you never rests
It’s good to know what rhymes with breasts
I wish I’d never seen your breasts!
While cruising on poetic quests
But it’s too late for weak protests
While balancing on cliffs and chance
You stripped. I burned. You gave. I took.
It’s good to know what rhymes with breasts
I wish I’d never seen your breasts
You never know when lines will dance
In girlie pictures in your book