Ode to a luscious bottom

The sweet curve of luscious bottom,
jutting out forever and a day
this is my predilection
alas, the anatomy not mine.

How I long for that swoop,
that ledge of rounded flesh,
bewitching in its shape
of squeezable ambrosia.

My lusting mind wraps itself
around a voluptuous rump,
the lovely arc of a derriere,
beckoning me in its undulating wake.

Oh, rapturous fanny, rear, buttocks,
arse, tooshie, keister, bum, tail,
fundament, behind, posterior, crupper...
you are a ribald confection not to be worn here.

By JCK

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