MY WORLD OF TRUTH

                               The Beauty Of The bosom.

  In total independence it stands with no regrets. Firm, round and voluptuous it points, this is the most beautiful and mouth-watering sight to behold. Every mortal bow and wow at its presence, as if it was a god. When unveiled the blood and adrenaline flows in total rage, ask any complete man for the tale.
It is a perfect work of art; nature was so benevolent when it made this physical and magnificent accessory of the human part. Picasso cannot paint it any better, shakes spear’s poetry is not good enough to depict the beauty and elegance this piece possesses.

How much eulogy can you pour to get it right, from the corner of every mortal mind, the picture of this edifice of wonder makes the heart and mind ponder on so many things? The mighty has fallen; the brave has been captured and rendered useless, while the strong becomes weak at the sight of a woman’s luscious and precious bosom.
Man wakes up every day and gives thanks to the one that built and created such a sweet and perfect fruit of carnality in its totality. It symbolizes different meaning to different people, to a baby that is a factory and source of energy, vitamins, lactose, immunity and nutrients. To a man lost in the world of the flesh, this piece of adipose tissue represents more than what the mind can give.

In silence he watches, in total awareness he wishes, praying and strategizing on how to devour the sweet savour of her inviting golden epitome of womanliness. A woman without a bosom is like a watch without a hand. In pride and power she controls with shoulder raised high, ego elevated into a horizon where no eyes can reach.
So sad but true, as twilight approaches, what used to be a haven of beauty, temptation, sweet imaginations, pride and total perfection suddenly and gradually starts to lose its valor and figure, it no longer moves a muscle, the flinches no more at the its sight, the eyes of the carnal man no longer sees the carnality in this piece of flesh.
At this stage, it is transformed from a mere object of sexuality into a symbol of experience, accomplishment and longevity. On its own, it starts disobeying the law of gravity. Wow!! Nature here you go again mesmerizing our shallow and mortal. 
Never the less, the woman looks at her bosom in the mirror and a beautiful and deceptive smile takes over her face, the man sees the bosom and everything that used to be okay suddenly begins to misbehave, so this is one thing man will never fail to admire every day of his life.
THE bosom