GIRLS

Them...
They appear with their glossy succulent lips sparkling under the sun and moon's light.
Them with their round curves around tight jeans and pencil skirts,
With smooth meaty thighs showing off their god given gift of seduction and
Inevitably arousing men pipes.
Them with their tight neatly stacked buttocks similar to cleavages but big breasts without nipples calling men eyes over the fine line between the two cities
Powerless against their surreal pornographic visuals, men do nothing but surrender to their call cause you know,
It’s easy to undress them when men have minds to play in.
Them with their slow strides as they walk showering a breeze of fresh water blended with citrus lotions and fragrances.
They come with their innocent faces caring seductive eyes as they blink and like music directly linked to men's hearts,
They come and enter men’s hearts reigning with autocracy.
Men don’t ask to like or fall in love with them,
Men don’t ask to arouse every time they see or picture them naked,
They don’t ask to flow in streams of lustful fantasies every time they imagine the “what if she gives it to me” scenarios.
Men all are but just slaves of body desires and endless erotic cravings.