This poem actually came about when I was talking to my friend... and I said these exact words and after I finished, I was like, "hey! this could be a poem!" and there it is... (the story behind it, inside joke)
My nipples used to be admired.
But then... She came...
That.. blonde....
With her skin toned nipple poppin' out into the world.
Oh.. such tearz were shed on that day.
And now.. that nipple... that erection.. it cries for a beatin'...
A beating of not just any drum... but Leah'z drum.
