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Sally S Ali Jan 25
Like a bra
She held my heart
in the right place
Covering my soul from the firey eyes

Bitter than *****
Sweeter than wine
With a kiss
she heals
And heals and heals

I had something like a house
But it was just a place to live in
I had a language
But it didn't express my urges
I had a lot of poeple
But not truly humans
Now; Now i have you
And you are the home
To scream by our words
over the top of my chest

World of moustaches no more exists
Underneath her smile i hid my joys
To release the madness
Control the clouds
and let the rain flow
Splitting the reality of us
Away from
Their horrible happeiness



Sally S. Ali / England
Dr. Sally S. Ali MD
a snapper hedge lore
and bet in vicissitudes
that little wife arise up
but a purse string prize
here in the piazza today
that change in her suit
a bra fit
Pretty girl Jun 2016
I like the feeling of lips on skin
Smeared lipstick
We look silly with my red all over our cheeks
But we don't care about those little things
A big thing is happening
My legs wrapped around your waist
Take off the bra that's lace
Place your hands where you know I like
My eyes roll up into the sky
Lips I bite
Yours and mine
I like the way you roll your hips
And thrusts so good should not exist
hold my hands and whisper things
I've got prints on my thighs
They're a redish white
Don't worry
I like that you hold them tight
We don't need wine to feel this good
I took one look and I was hooked
Eyelashes fluttering
You are sputtering
As you spank me
"God... Yes.."
I mumble into the kiss
One more ****** before you bust
And I go nuts
AM Mar 2016
the devil knows how to play the game on me
out of all those guys, he chose you as the main ****
what to expect when I was not expecting anything?
he surely trained you well, that I should've expected
you broke through my fortress without warning
just like our very first kiss on that rainy season
the next thing I know, your hand met my bra clasp
and I got no power left to argue but fall hard for you
Priya Jama Nov 2014
You were almost impossible to find
and in the void I suffered too much strife  
and though with you I feel a bit confined,
having you has completely changed my life.
Impeccable and strong some seem to be
yet near my heart I find they stab and hurt…
Your support to me is reality
From your embrace I will never avert.
Brassiere, my dear, nothing could e’er replace
your loyalty, the hold, and daily hugs.
Rayon, spandex, nylon, and bits of lace
help hold the beating heart behind these jugs.
Puff Aug 2014
She's coming back today and I'm wearing the wrong bra.
**** **** **** I wanted this to be perfect and now it's all gone to ****.
Katie Price
Had a collection
Of last season's
Brassieres
Which she indexed
With the help
Of a sincere
Bilingual reindeer
Dressed in spandex
Who for some reason
Was single.

Taxonomy
Is so important to me
Said Katie.

So they were labelled
And kept in taxis
At disused angle grinder factories
Near the Tower of Babel
So posterity
Would be able
To analyse
The finer points
Of her physiognomy.

Quite an unusual praxis
And something of an anomaly
For someone like me
Wouldn't you agree?

Cross my heart
And hope to die
I agree.

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