Cave Man Sensitivities
A twig snaps in the bushes so many feet away
A scent of danger, a waft of wild beast comes near
Cave man grunts, moves closer to the fire
Hunched body turns, prepares more wood
Steps towards the open flames security
Fear is the only comfort in the forest
His company is the wilderness revealed
And becoming dinner for some savage animal
At this moment moving stealthily away
Daytime comes with angry wasp attacks
Brown leather skin resists
Later on there is a different odor lifting
Flowers not given names remain the same
Ferns hide a female form in search of berries
Slipping noiselessly through jigsaw underbrush
Bare ugly feet tread lightly with the mud
Black hair matted in the style of the day
Jagged teeth don't help her image much
Cave man runs after her with yum yum on his mind
Takes her as his wife informally from behind
Love at first sight is glorious in primal times
Mosquitoes remind them where they are
Manners are in short supply
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