I touched the word and now I have to finish it

breasts

not enough words were written about hers

they were perfect, astounding, terrible

heavy

she had to carry them

but she did, in her magnificence

and they deserve a statue

because they were perfect in a way none of us understood, but I was privileged to handle

sometimes

maybe not forever

but you showed them to me, and I was yours, and that was enough sometimes