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Nothing to do but wait. In the stale heat
of the attic, in the rippled
full-length mirror, she posed
in velvet, in chiffon, in
her mother's useless clothes,
waiting for her breasts
to blossom and fill
the loose bodice of her grief.

Category: The Female Form Author: Julie Kane Source: Thirteen

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Or she would pick the flowers, although that was forbidden: quickly she would pluck a rose that she had been coveting all day, and run away with it to the arbour at the end of the garden. Then she would bury her little nose in the delicious scented flower, and kiss it, and bite it, and suck it: and then she would conceal her booty, and hide it in her bosom between her little breasts, at the wonder of whose coming sue would gaze in eager fondness.
Category: The Female Form Author: Romain Rolland

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Her breasts
milk white as richest cream
in perfect symmetry
more lovely than any flower
or fruit
ripe for tussling

Category: The Female Form Source: Dioskorides

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How do you like them? Like a pear, a lemon, a` la Montgolfiere, half an apple, or a cantaloupe? Go on, choose, don't be embarrassed. You thought they didn't exist any longer, that they were all over with, absolutely done for If you don't mind, Madame, let's bring things up to date. They exist, and persist, however criticised and persecuted they may be.
Category: The Female Form Author: Colette

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Breasts and bosoms I have known
Of varied shapes and sizes
From poignant disappointments
To jubilant surprises.

Category: The Female Form Author: Waldo Pierce

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They are firm, and you are tender,
Full and round, though you are slender:
Bold your breasts, while you are shy
Since so near your heart they lie.

Category: The Female Form Author: Bhartrhari

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Display thy breasts, my Julia, there let me
Behold that circummortal purity;
Between whose glories, there my lips I'll lay,
Ravished in that fair Via Lactea.

Category: The Female Form Author: Robert Herrick Source: Upon Julia s Breasts

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