Breast (POEM) “R”

In the beginning,

It was flat.

No interest in them,

They did not attract.

One day they bud.

Like a blossoms on a tree.

Not fully open,

But they were there to see.

Then it started to swell.

To itch and irritate.

What is happening?

To my non flat state.

Then one night.

It was hot you see.

I wore cotton,

To let them breath.

By accident.

Only by chance.

The fabric rubbed,

And nipples danced.

I looked around.

Making sure no one sees.

This test of flesh.

I’ll do on me.

I cupped and squeezed.

I rolled and pulled.

Noticing this was,

Causing a pool.

Down below,

At the apex of my sex.

What have I started?

Is this the best that it gets?

I stopped at once.

This was not right.

I should not do this.

In the dead of the night.

Then time had passed.

They were on display.

That’s when someone.

Wanted to play.

We went out.

And saw a flick.

We went to his place.

Just for a bit.

It was nice.

Music and wine.

He sat close.

Wanting to unwind.

It was sweet.

To have him kiss and moan.

Then he touched them.

Like I did back home.

His hands felt better.

So, I let him roam.

Should I stop this?

Telling moan.

A button undone.

He released one.

Then he did it.

Something I never felt.

A hot tongue,

I began to melt.

There was a suck.

And pull.

There were teeth,

And hums.

I need to stop this.

Before I’m undone.

“Shh, don’t worry.

This is as far I’ll go tonight.

Just enjoy,

The sting of my bite.”

I enjoyed what we did.

I must admit.

Learning how sensitive,

They could be.

Is the shit.

Later on,

they became something more.

But that was a while yet.

So, I explored.

There are secret things.

We do with no light.

What I did,

Cause me great delight.

(I hope you are enjoying these poems. Let me know. Till next I write, Fia xoxo)