Boobies.

Some days boobs are a nuisance.
Like in the winter when bras are cold.
Or when you think you’re in and minutes later you’re half out.
Or those times in bed when they become squashed.
Or when they jiggle when you run, dance, skip. Move.
Some days boobs are a godsend,
when I have no pockets
and want music
they are my
life saver,
neatly nestled beside lace
and milk white skin
the perfect place to keep my phone in.

Karen Hayward Β©2016

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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

13 thoughts on “Boobies.”

      1. Ha ha Ziggy noooo…..you got your own boobies….okay so they’re man boobies so you know flat so not as good as mine… not even nearly as good as mine lol but still!! πŸ˜€πŸ˜€πŸ˜€

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