Young Naughty Perfection

There is no
real pressure
on women to be
more than they are,
really.

All they have to do
is to show every sinew
fiber, muscle, tone, and organ
dripping wet
with luscious lips
and glowing eyes.

And perky
lustrous stiff
and vibrant
over-sexed
and under fed.

Horny
frisky
sublimated
oh submissive
undressed head.

Kinky kind
and given over
easily talked
and easily led.

Tortured
tressed
and dolled
in heaven
buttressed
in the finer things,
made to do
whatever given
pressed and soaked
and satin skinned.

No, no pressure,
not a thing
photo shopped
and beckoning;

all these things
and many more,
are hers to keep
or out the door.

And one last thing
her age must last
or else when then
her time has passed,

her use and beauty
all gone by
with truth so truly
lost on eyes:

She becomes invisible
and shadowed hollow husk
and when the lighting fades away
her memory fades at dusk.

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