Breast

"She came at once with breasts,
To cleanse the umbilical stains.
I sucked 'our' lust with might,
To slake both fleshly thirst.
My mouth I thought was designed for it.
But not for long She said she dried,
And pulled those flesh at once.
I lost the innocence of my lust.
I became her SON !
With me grew my lust,
I could see only breasts
Those well filled breasts.
Never could I built them with decree.
Never did I really dare to decree,
For I fear those words
COMMODIFICATION,
OBJECTIFICATION.
Yet I could see only breasts
And they haunted me like beasts.
Now let me ask a question.
Did you my mother
Make me a weakling for these breasts?
If so I would dare to say,
Mother mother you HARLOT!!!

Pramod