I know that all of my days, they will doubt and question
pay a man more or find an excuse to replace me with one
They'll downplay and ignore, forget that I am more
More than the soft curves of my hips and breasts,
More than a round ass and exquisitely full lips
but this face, this body shall never be my burden
It is a gift and nothing less because at the apex of my thighs lies man's true demise
Pink matter with the ability to make him lose his willpower
A beguiling saccharine sweetness that turns all who partake into lost wanderers
makes them act as if they were explorers and the treasures of the world are hidden
on my tongue
in my cleavage
between my legs
So desperate, so needy, so thirsty for it, it makes you wonder who truly holds the power
Oh geez, I really love freeverse style...because I can write a bunch of bullshit and call it poetry lol
Anyway, I dedicate this to Helen of Troy, Cleopatra, Mata Hari, and all the other bad bitches of history who ruled men with an iron vagina...these women's cunts were so awe-inspiring they could dismantle fucking civilizations with them and for that, they are my idols.
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