For the Lightly Bosomed Woman

I see what you did there, Flattery. And for the moderately bosomed woman? Out of luck, I suppose… 👙

I see what you did there, Flattery. And for the moderately bosomed woman? Out of luck, I suppose… 👙
What I want my tombstone to look like, except with Firewheels and dandelions.
The years of my life have, like a spider, spun out their tale.
Psalm 89

Listening.