Woman

Woman... they're all over... Woman, you know what I mean. They stride along breaking hearts with smiles when they see what they want, woman... fine creatures. Soft hands and tender hearts, reflexies like cats, wild tigers and conversations of dark passion that would make a young school boy blush. Woman... they have no boundaries... No faith, no religion... Love till their hearts are broken, Then blame everything on the good guy. Woman, their long hair flowing, their smiles so bright, with clothes that hug their tight and oiled-skinned bodies; They laugh at you, when you say you're in Love. They take it as an advantage to break your heart and kiss another man in front of your very own eyes. My advice, stay away from the woman, She is mean, she is cold, Sure she looks good, but she is a trick. The whores need love, the whores are nice, love them, love the real women of the world, love them, because they're not afraid to love you back. -10-25-2013-