A poetess....a watcher ...a lover for words...

The Butt

To the Butt

everything belongs

your discrete look

or

your primitive feelings

She is City, landscape, sculpture

Poetry!

She is there to be adored

the chaste man worship her in silence

the fearless man whistles along the way

so nonchalantly

The intimacy of the look.

She is the morning's bread or the elegant sandwich

It is longing that fills your eyes

perfect in any color and rounded shape

She has innocent form

ForeverProud when passing through and when venerated

So, so sweet!

Redemption

7 Deadly Sins shrouded in secrecy

who idolizes her loves more

much more

on her , rest your timid gaze

And without knowing why

arouse inside you memories

of

sweet spanking, pinching and biting

To the butt

everything belongs

your discrete look

your primitive feelings