a study toward sonnet #1,121 by FisherKingKQJ
Your breasts are beautifully big and firm,
Safe harbour when it heads to rotten luck,
Church section sanctuary on libel struck,
Asylum versus jabbing boss or germ.
Should I stay patient, palliate on your term,
Not try too hard to make you coo or cluck,
Then my nose, chin and cheeks will have half snuck
Warm cleavage simply charged with tiny squirm.
Starting strafes, soft nibbling at your belly,
Nuzzling nipples on mounds which wobble,
Pushing down, seeing them return like jelly,
Plunging pouts round self defining bobble.
Your bosom is pure brawn well stored away,
For now, my eyes shed lard on sidle sway.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 away
o $10,000,000 quarantined
o $10,000,000 separate
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