If You Name a Poem Something Cheesy Like--- Venus --- It Will Only Get Twenty Reads

"What's your story?" she questions, "you seem interesting." wildflower in eyes I reply, "NOW." often people become confused by such a unique response not this one she's a beauty shiny minded stone lives warm under veins lacks definition of alone alone she stands tallest green blade unscathed each time the oily blade passes above erect she stays the same tingling pulses exhale her pores she'd rather sink than have to think the way of worldly whores still... malice skips her no ripples in the lake dripping from her face sunshine slips across tangerine cheeks gold flows throughout waves streaming locks sky clear eyes surprise those choosing to be consumed by her entice hands free of envy no webs to spin hips unmolested thighs slick turpentine be warned she will divide you no voodoo or silly twisted games though safe may escape you blemish-less untangled... the girl she Goddess baby of zero maybes KNOWS how? she knows as clarity lent us its giant umbrella her lipstick smacked my tongue from there we never looked back