Bounty of Your Plains

Without forthright deduction

I took reasonable instruction

as you are my best compunction

I did set out to take my ease.



Eloquently speaking, I passing...

admired your person as I, casting

gaze upon and speak to passions

that fulfilled, would surely please.



And on your roads did I seek

travel, and came across while

at your navel, a crossroad which

required me selection.



Little known of your intention

my heart added in collection

would I seek to find affection

as the compass finds direction.



These words, like your

curves move with smooth

convection and a groove

that IS pure perfection.



More than the worthiness

of your lines, is the  

curviness that I find

has me forsaking my mind,



In, what is, clear decision

without fear's derision or

threat of logic's division

I make this humble petition,



To let me travel your winding

way, to make a binding stay

with you upon this very day

that your "abundant-ness",



be ever-always blessed.

Will you look at that chest?

Oh, I forget myself! See, how

you affect my health?



Like a Roman-sculpted relief,

or a classic Rubens motif, are

these beauty-inspired words set

to your thickly-inspired curves, pet.



Which moves the the Sun and

Moon to set, and in your

comfort they beget a siren's

song I'll not forget.



As I exist in that loving comfort

which finds basis in your substance

for your thickness I have tumbled

and in manners may have stumbled

with your love, I'm surely humbled

like any Bee that's ever bumbled...



upon the bounty of your plains!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A tribute to the BBW's luscious curves utilizing "vicious" verbs and serious words.

View quadxbard's Full Portfolio
tags: