Starting at the bottom,
step by step, upping my
game, always looking high…
I’ll paint my lips bright
red as fire, curl my hair
I’ll wrap my body in
the finest silk, showing
just enough, not showing
too much… I’ll sing with
a crystal voice, charming
them with my words, with
my thoughts, with my dreams…
Winning them one by
one, fighting for their undivided
attention. I won’t rest and I won’t
stop, until I’ve reached the top,
until every man around adores
me, craves my attention, longs
for my caress… I’ll make them
cheer for me, fluttering my
eye lashes, pretending to
doubt, but don’t worry…
Love, when they’re all
at my feet… I’ll choose
you in a heartbeat…
I’d be worried.
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About what?
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She sounds dangerous. Deadly. One of those kick me, kiss me Girls. I’d be worried.
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Maybe…. You’ll just have to trust me…
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I like that final stanza. Doesn’t everyone want to hear that?
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Thank you Sonofa 🙂 I do think that most of us would like it… The others are dead inside 😛
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Ha! Don’t laugh. The “dead inside” are probably a higher percentage than you think. 😏
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