Salad Days

The Meeting

For your introduction, viewing pleasure, subtle taste and discriminating choice.
A chance meeting of a different sort.
Let us welcome the person behind the pussy.
Let see how this game plays out.
If you're frightened, unwilling of preferring, stick with an alternative source.
I have hair of varying length, colour and texture.
Which would you rather touch?
I have many lips calling out.
Which voice is sweeter?
My womanhood can weep and glisten.
As do my eyes and million dollar smile.
Which will win and invite you closer?
I can have and give a multitude of different births.
Who is your mother?
Being of intelligence, wisdom and spirit.
I can empathize, rhapsodize and philosophize.
Being of flesh, my breast and my thighs can electrify, manipulate and magnetize.
To whom will you seek comfort.
I came, I saw and I conquered.
Helped many men and brought worlds to their knees.
Which made the difference?
Adjust your focus and look for directions.
Which eyes will ultimately deceive?
Few see me, fewer recognize to meet the woman.
Did you get what you wanted?
Truth be told, you're the on who got fucked in this deal.
No guts to your glory.
You actually saw poetry in motion.
Instead, all you got was body parts!