Boobies

 Boobies, big and bouncy in my face,

I wish to taste them with no haste.
The nipple, engorged, the ripple at stake,
Whether she's topless, her breasts our kryptonite.Into my willing face they sway,
Brown and beautiful, large or small, they stay.
Her memories of them make me happy,
That is all—from A to B, from C to E.Man-made or God-made, they make me hot,
So for God's sake, pull them out,
I want to see what you've got.