i need to long for them fall in love with them and get heartbroken by them, i need to go on dates with them and pursue them i need them as friends and foes i need to play that ever lasting never ever for ever after game of subtle seduction
back and forth like battling cobras
i need to growl and hiss for them
i need to stand straight for them and puff out my chest for them
i need to clench my jaw for them and blush because of them
i need to look out like lighthouse keepers and find the brightness in each of them
i need to be a gentle man and open doors i need to compliment so as to make myself feel better
i need to unfurl their curls and caress their curves i need to trace their body with 1 finger outlining their femminity it gives me serenity to be so close to divinity
I need girls and i need women and ladies and models and secretaries, librarians.
each with a lesson
looking back i needed
up and coming gym teachers, insecure french girls and troubled artists, i needed those westmount nerds and fashion rock stars, hipsters that shoplift, i needed smiling hippies and strong Nubian princesses, i needed big women, the kind that take what they want. i needed those volunteer paramedics and go getter bartenders, 6 foot yoga girls and young designers that i almost forgot about.. i needed suicide girls and broken ballerinas.. kinky Italianos and red headed feminists
i need that uncertain possibility that comes with a lingering gaze or a sultry smile i need that taste of victory when i lick your desire i need the sting of defeat as i watch you turn away..
i need to look deeply into your eyes only to see my reflection cause girl i need vanity, i need their decisions and self reflection.
i need the girls that are aware and the ones that wish they were i need to smell the scent of a women i need to submerse myself in their hair the sensual baptizim i need to catch my heart as it flies out of my mouth i need their adrenaline rollercoasters and the calculations to their heart that Einstein would scratch his head at
i need those pretty lady induced silences that shyness that reduces men to boys memories of silly chases around the park our first encounter with diseases cooties spread like the plague!
i need those girls that dance to techno and dress up up up the ones that smoke to get high i need those sassy firecrackers and subtle seductresses.
I need them strong and individualistic
i want you! but i want you to want you, and to trust yourself, and to make your own decisions
i want a strong independent women that seeks answers and asks me questions
i need a women that goes and cum's, seeks and allures, takes and gives
i need them wise and humble yet vain and sensual
i need to stop writing this shitty poem and find her
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