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It's only now
I realised
I had been trying
to fill fullness
with emptiness.
Already full of the milk
of love
I yearned to shape
those lovely breasts of mine.
Full of fertile promises
and swaying gently
I wanted to work
on the elephantine
fundament of
my femininity.
And I wanted to drink
wine when life itself
was intoxicating.
and full of charm
promise
love and
passion
waiting to overflow.
