Call it a fetish.

I guess a man wants a woman
That promised a panorama
that every concrete slab craves;
the glowing lotus between snowy thighs
that feels eloquently enough
to talk about in cursive
with a tuff of blue grass
every now and then
to keep it interesting


A girl that that comes off as static
in conversation but sounds like
a symphony of galaxies
with a blown glass look
Maybe rich enough
to buy a few pounds
of weed.

I'd prefer haggard
women with some flab
who hold the key
to modern philosophy
and bring the discomfort
and torture that i need
to eradicate my writing
with.

I guess some people vary

I'll agree with the lippy cunt, the pubic hair
and the money though.