Could you please take one
moment and get your eyes off my chest?
Yes I see you,
I see you staring at my breasts.
I try to hide them hoping
to get your undivided attention.
But I see your eyes dancing,
yearning for my affection.
If my breasts were smaller,
would you still look at me the way you do?
I have big breasts and sometimes
I think it's a curse, I tell you.
You say you love me, for who I am.
You sound so caring.
I want to believe you,
Yet, you are still staring!