CONTEMPLATING BREASTS

Inspired by Gahdess Worship's poem, and like it imaginately inspired by TommiLynn's latest profile picture.  
   
She seems to contemplate her breasts,    
How they might stir men's interests;    
If just enough to make hearts race,    
Or are they too much 'in your face'?  
 Would they convey womanly pride,  
Or give men reason to deride?  
(Recalling how a college chum
Got written off - "All tits and bum!".)  

Will they view her with dignity,    
Or think her 'forward', too 'easy'?    
And if she meets the man that's right    
To share her company at night,    
Will he still like their look and feel    
When all comes off, the great reveal;  
Will they keep their protrudity,  
Or give in unto gravity?