Loving Every Creature In Skirt
The site of every creature in skirt
gives him fever
and overworks his liver
with the thousands of feminine perfumes inhaled.
His magical touch
and mercurial mind,
intertwine their soft spots
like a weaver.
Every night,
he is blessed with a diva
and his sweet mouth
filled with honey
makes her his part-time lover.
To avoid biological consequences
he casts a spell on her ova
getting exact results
and retaining his trophies.
Even when his calculations fail,
he overlooks with a careless smile.
What then can stop his trade,
when he transacts in a market
of a never ending supply?
Impresses with his rover
lavishing promises of holidays in Geneva
and impacts the belief
that he'll give them all, forever.
But he'll start sniffing the next underwear
even before its over;
is the favorite game of chess
played by the Casanova.
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