If you're asking if my breasts are natural, yes, this is how I've looked since I was 13 years old.
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Conceal to reveal
Breasts bare, breasts with bra,
Breasts revealing the cleavage,
Breasts under blouse with bare belly
And breasts with contour visible
Have their appeal up in that order.
The more one is left for imagination
The more the beauty will reveal.
06.12.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My first experiences of academic friendship made me smile in after years when I looked back on them. But my circle of acquaintances had gradually grown so large that it was only natural new friendships should grow out of it.
quote by Georg Brandes
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The face is value giver.
To know which breasts are lovely
From the two pairs looking alike,
I must know whose breasts they are.
The breasts owe their value to their face.
31.01.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love Brewed
The phase of my love to you and,
The phase two of my act towards your muse;
Obsessed by my wealth and the elegance of your joy!
But, it is natural to express the feelings of jealousy at times.
Natural breasts,
To look attractive ans to smell sweet;
The natural act,
To look lovely and to look smart;
But, why should someone hurt you my love?
For, i will cry in my grave if i fail to fulfil my dreams for you.
Love brewed in the African pot,
With youthful acts to overcome the ageing nature of things;
And like the muse of poverty as seen around us,
But, i will cry in my grave if i fail to fulfil my dreams for you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Modesty counts
Breasts when hidden add value to the cleavage.
Breasts when hidden make the loins seductive.
Breasts when hidden add poise to the face
Breasts must be hidden to make men erotic.
25.01.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Moms are Like That
My Mom used to say
God lived out there
in the sky
and the stars were God's
loving sons and daughters
and she used to count those
stars every evening
taking me into her breasts
saying something
I always failed
to understand
one fine evening
I was with my mom
probably she had something to say
she looked into my eyes
and took me more close to her
looked at the sky
and pointed out an empty space
to me
and said someone was waiting there for her
she had to go
and she had a go
Mom I miss you......
poem by Hribhu Dey
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Years 1
For years I let the torment go on
Years I let you get in my head
Years I had to cry myself to sleep
your out now and last night
what you did to me replayed in my head again
I told myself i wasn't going to let it happen but it did
For years I have lived in scared quarters
For years I have looked for your face
For years I have never felt safe
For years I have remembered
poem by Marissa Ford
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The Shenevertakesherwatchoff Poem
For Marcia
Because you always have a clock
strapped to your body, it's natural
that I should think of you as the
correct time:
with your long blonde hair at 8:03,
and your pulse-lightning breasts at
11:17, and your rose-meow smile at 5:30,
I know I'm right.
poem by Richard Brautigan
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The natural capital is not income, but we spend our natural capital as if it were revenue, as if it were going to come back next year without any problems, whereas these renewals in nature can take hundreds of years.
quote by Susan George
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Small breasts
Small breasts are as much an asset; be proud.
The insecure only will seek large breasts.
Men of valour go for the handy ones.
Small breasts are an asset that humbles men.
21.06.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Looked At You
i looked at you,
and saw the fugitive
in my mirror.
i looked at me,
and saw the child in you.
i looked at God,
and saw the stranger waiting.
i looked at the stranger,
and saw my brother in need.
i looked at freedom,
and saw the bars of the cell.
i looked at the bars,
and saw my spirit walk free.
i looked at anger,
and saw forgiveness waiting.
i looked at forgiveness,
and saw the hands of love.
i looked at my body,
and saw the bird leaving the nest.
i looked at the nest,
and saw a world made of straw.
i looked at today,
and saw the scars of yesterday.
i looked at yesterday,
and saw the dawning of tomorrow.
i looked at the seed,
and saw the plant in fullness.
i looked at fullness,
and saw emptiness the seed.
i looked at you...
poem by Eric Cockrell
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What's natural and right is to go with the energy of how it all has to work together. What's natural and right is interconnectedness, not individualism. What is natural and right is respect for the system, not killing the system. What's natural and right is love.
quote by Susan Powter
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Plastic
She was a natural beauty
until they enhanced her,
put plastic in her,
fillers and tucks.
Now her lips are numb,
her breasts, lumpy,
her cheeks
puffy.
She was a pretty child,
now she's damaged,
doesn't go out
hides in the shadows.
poem by Ruth Walters
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Tragedy...
what i have grown
for years and years
till date
are the arms of the
lustful lover and we
have always been
together without
words,
voiceless, and i have
tried to identify with
the voicelessness
of our voices
only to be misled
and be
humiliated for what
have you are
platonic breasts
ready with the milk
for kids.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Its Only Natural
Ice will melt, water will boil
You and I can shake of this mortal coil
Its bigger than us
You dont have to worry about it
Ready or not, here comes the drop
You feel lucky when you know where you are
You know its gonna come true
Here in your arms I remember
Its only natural that I should want to be there with you
Its only natural that you should feel the same way too
Its easy when you dont try going on first impressions
Man in a cage has made his confession now
Youve seen me at my worst
And it wont be the last time Im down there
I want you to know I feel completely at ease
Read me like a book thats fallen down
Between your knees, please
Let me have my way with you
Its only natural that I should want to be there with you
Its only natural that you should feel the same way too
Its circumstantial, its nothing written in the sky
And we dont have to try
But well be shaking like mud, buildings of glass
Sink in to the bay, theyll be under the rocks again
You dont have to say
I know youre afraid
Its only natural that I should want to be there with you
Its only natural that you should feel the same way too
Its circumstantial, its something I was born to
Its only natural, can I help it if I want to
song performed by by Crowded House
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The hidden breasts
A woman hides her breasts with clothes;
She hides them from being seen
To betray their presence by shape
More pronounced than the naked.
Anything that is hidden means
It’s location isn’t traceable.
Breasts aren’t hidden with clothes;
Breasts are decked out with clothes.
24.12.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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for Juvy...
Juvy is a thirsty woman
she is thirty, a widow for three years now
her husband died on a car accident
leaving her with
a daughter
tonight she cannot sleep
her breasts are making fire
she goes out of the house
and finds the brook nearby outside the fence
of her house
when she gets there
it is cold and dark but her breasts are glowing like cinders
she undresses herself
and goes into the water
her breasts are playful on the ripples of the water
she goes deeper
and dives
opens her eyes looking for happiness
she opens her mouth
drinks the fresh water of the brook
she is thirsty and wants to drink
everything
satisfied for now
she goes out of the water
dresses herself again
under the moon
she goes home
opens the door of her room
and with her hair still wait
she lays in bed and begins to sleep
the picture of her husband
is no longer
on top of the table
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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for Juvy...(a little correction)
Juvy is a thirsty woman
she is thirty, a widow for three years now
her husband died on a car accident
leaving her with
a daughter
tonight she cannot sleep
her breasts are making fire
she goes out of the house
and finds the brook nearby outside the fence
when she gets there
it is cold and dark but her breasts are glowing like cinders
she undresses herself
and goes into the water
her breasts are playful on the ripples of the water
she goes deeper
and dives
opens her eyes looking for happiness
she opens her mouth
drinks the fresh water of the brook
she is thirsty and wants to drink
everything
satisfied for now
she goes out of the water
dresses herself again
under the moon
she goes home
opens the door of her room
and with her hair still wet
she lays in bed and begins to sleep
the picture of her husband
is no longer
on top of the table
her decision is to empty
her past and free it from dusts.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A strange phenomenon
Breasts are a fountain to infants
And yet not seductive to them.
Breasts are nil in that sense to men
And yet arrest men by their sight.
03.10.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Natural Love
There is a natural mystic love flowing through the air and,
If you listen carefully you will hear and feel it;
For my sweet love is all that you need to grow in life.
There is a natural mystic love blowing around you and,
If you listen carefully now you will feel it and taste it;
For my sweet love is all that you need on this love.
Oh my natural lover! Where are you?
Oh my natural woman! Where are you?
For you are the mystics of my eyes among the lot;
And your sweet moves do turn me on!
Try to bring your natural love closer to me for,
I will do anything for this love;
I am in love and i will die for you!
Try to bring your natural love to me and,
Come and cool down my heartbeat;
For i am in love with you and,
I will make use of this natural mystics that flows around.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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