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there was always a coming and going
there was always a coming
and going of men
everyday was like christmas
she had an entourage of sorts
collecting men like
some women do dolls or vases
men of all shapes, ages
and stations in life
she looked beautiful always
men worshipped her for it
women hated her for it
she could hook an unsuspecting male
with a connecting glance
or slight brush of the hand
if you asked her
she'd say "nonsense,
sex is not the primary attraction"
she just liked to spend
time with men
but at night she dreamed
of being fiercely cold
and cutting things with scissors
and going of men
everyday was like christmas
she had an entourage of sorts
collecting men like
some women do dolls or vases
men of all shapes, ages
and stations in life
she looked beautiful always
men worshipped her for it
women hated her for it
she could hook an unsuspecting male
with a connecting glance
or slight brush of the hand
if you asked her
she'd say "nonsense,
sex is not the primary attraction"
she just liked to spend
time with men
but at night she dreamed
of being fiercely cold
and cutting things with scissors
Published 16th Sep 2012
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19th Sep 2012 00:28am
An interesting piece. This lady you write of could use hugs without expectation.
19th Sep 2012 1:42am
I didn't write this about anyone in particular but am glad you found it interesting in some way. Thank you for your comments. I always enjoy what you have to say. :)
