Creamy Breasts
Fragrant with powder or moist with perspiration,
They are the pegs of a jade-inlaid harp.
Aroused by spring, they are soft as cream
Under the fertilizing mist.
After my bath my perfumed lover
Holds them and plays with them,
And they are cool as peonies and purple grapes.
poem by Chao Luan-luan
Added by Veronica Serbanoiu
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