Soft breasts <br />On a summer mattress, <br />There’s a lilac breeze <br />Wafting gently <br />Through an open window. <br /> <br />To gaze into her eyes <br />Would be like wading <br />In a magical stream <br />Of eternal youth. <br /> <br />I’m dazzled by her hair <br />Flirting with the butterfly tattoo <br />Flying on her perfect left shoulder, <br />I’m tenderly crushed by desire. <br /> <br />She abruptly rises from the bed <br />When she notices me <br />Painting her portrait <br />On the canvas of my mind. <br />She contemplates <br />Turning me out of the house <br />Like a servant, <br />But she understands, I’ll suffer more <br />Watching her every move.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/soft-breasts/
