HedwigStrange

Alright.. I have one... it didn't turn out to be about breasts in particular, but is definitely erotic.

What The Pope Doesn't Know

What compares?
Cornelians? from carne - flesh
or cornele - cherry
Yes, the carnal stone: warm warm red,
one imagines a gift given to favored courtesans.
Or coral - honey pink on a Victorian decolletage,
something simmering beneath it in that white bosom.
But coral and carnelian don't match you, no matter how lovely-
Nothing parallels, even approaches the color of you;
We may all be the same on the inside,
but no other could have this same dusky dark rose pink
to take my deep heated red.

Alright, here's another. Not satisfied with it quite yet...



Vices

Here’s my only vice, right here in this little baggy
Got ‘em from a seller I know
Oh yeah, I’m addicted. Couldn’t live without
Heavy metal.
Oh yeah, I was on barettes for a while
But those little plastic fuckers kept breaking.
No, I needed stronger, harsher. Yeah,
Heavy Metal:
Toothed, chained, with weights-
The high is insane, pulling, pulling
Yeah, up from so deep,
Then warm oblivion.
Coming down is fucking raw
But I just can’t leave them alone
And next week I’ll be here again
in nipple clamp heaven