Womans Body
Posted on Nov 9th, 2007
by
Poetry.Just.Words
A woman said today that i was beautiful. Spoke of riches and of linen all entwined. I found myself in question of her message. a nuance in her posture that i find?
A woman said today that I am yearning. That my exhaustion comes from times without a hand. The men that give unto myself their body. have often forced upon me, their demands.
An energy thats subtle keeps them watching. And a breast that is layed bare keeps them in line. But a body with the riches of the whiskey, entrance the witness, feel the fluid and divine.
A woman said today that I am yearning. That my exhaustion comes from times without a hand. The men that give unto myself their body. have often forced upon me, their demands.
An energy thats subtle keeps them watching. And a breast that is layed bare keeps them in line. But a body with the riches of the whiskey, entrance the witness, feel the fluid and divine.







