What an Arse !
Oh yes, why not tell it?
Why pretend it is shameful,
To have noticed such symmetry,
And an incredible rounded curve.
Peachy and supple, raising desire,
Causing a small time sensation,
As you walk with purpose,
Causing every head to turn.
A divine act of love,
Was created by your rear form.
A palpitation to touch you,
Runs strongly in my veins.
So wiggle away, let me drool,
As my eyes covet heaven.
Maybe I’m becoming a fool,
But it’s the way I’d like to go.
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