If only a woman gave you bedroom eyes… and what about her pink eyelashes or her pink eyeshadow?
What kind of a lie would you explain that with?
I pretend not to notice… of course not!
If you do the opposite she vanishes into thin air.
(There’s a lady I want.)
Not Artifical
Hips…
Lips…
Thighs…
Eyes…
Brain.
Oh yes.
Let’s not forget the brain!
But I tell myself she doesn’t exist.
I tell myself that no women care to be sex objects.
I only think sensually about them.
Women.
All women.
All of them put together can’t stick like ‘glue’.
Shame on me… ‘the predator’.
Everyone of us wants a piece of the pie.
Everyone of us wants another piece to the puzzle added.
I’m a first generation born immigrant son. (I also happen to be Canadian born.)
I’m not ‘flawed’.
I’m only human!
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