In whispered embrace where softness lies, A tender touch beneath the skies; Mountains of grace, a gentle art, Harbor of warmth, a sacred part. In playful dance where laughter flows, The heart's delight, affection grows, A haven true, in night’s sweet dream, In loving hands, they softly gleam. In solace found, and passion’s light, Where nature weaves her pure delight, A curving world where love invests, The poetry of lovely breasts.