Poems by
The World


a poem by The World

Her legs are long and muscular and sleek shaved
her arms are welcome to be pinned and held
her breasts huge as mountain ranges rise up
from the tiny torso and ribs and waist
her hair is long and sloppy wet down to her ass
her perfections reflect her statue face
her lips part for two words

One “GOD”

and one “YES”.