Secrets Men Share About Women
I will tell you deep dark secrets
That only men share
In private conversations
Where no flower is allowed
To bloom
A woman can be like a video game
Rejuvenating
Makes us feel like boys again
Yet we sweat and toil
Huff and puff
A man’s work
Dedicated to scoring points
Until we hear her
Piercing
Wailing
Bell
A woman can be like a lawnmower
Fill her up
With the sweetest oil
Grasp that fragrant hair
Tightly in hand
Pull her forward
In a rough yet tender way
Until a lingering kiss
Ignites her motor
Rewards us with
Those powerful
Tremors
And
Vibrations
Lets us know
“Job well done.”
A woman can be like a roller coaster
Ride her up
Then
Ride her down
Wild excitement
And
Abject fear
The perverse delight in
Wondering if we will
Survive
The perilous journey
Or be
Thrown
From the track
Destroyed
And my woman
My love
Who
Washes me in her
Most private
Perfume sins
Who
Whispers obscene
Confessions
In harsh gasps
Hot breath bullets
That shatter my brain
Who
Is a living contradiction
Both
Tyrant
and
Socialist
Bringing obedient
Albeit
Willing
Slaves
To share our love
Primal desires unleashed
In communal ways
That would have made
Karl Marx
Renounce his creed
My woman can be like a fountain
A watery refuge from
The steamy oppressive night
Hit the right switch
And she’s a squirting delight
Close your eyes
Listen
And you can almost hear
Dancing music
Synchronized to
The contractions and expansions
Of her gushing love
Resuscitates your
Weary body
Heals your tormented soul
Bathes you in the
Spring
Of
All that is good
All that has any meaning
In this
Life
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