The great debate of all mankind has since become a quest
They say that trust and love is blind but men prefer my breast
I don’t think they are very fair to make me feel undressed
The men I meet all gawk and stare with eyes upon my breast
I think that men are really cute and this I have confessed
There seems to be an absolute that they prefer my breast
I meet a guy and all the while I feel I’m being assessed
I don’t think it’s my clothing style he’s staring at my breast
I wish they’d gaze into my eyes and not look at my chest
I never try to advertise but men prefer my breast
I must admit I’m torn apart and yet I feel so blessed
Amera may not be too smart; at least I have my breast









with love & light~ Desire~*~





Actually, honestly, the first thing I notice is the face, then my eyes go below the neck.














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