Spoiled
Most men think time with a woman,
is only worth it,
when intimacy is shared,
feelings hardly considered.
Good looking, things always coming to easy,
spoiled by their mother.
An attitude a woman eventually senses,
After the newness dispenses,
planting the seeds of doubt,
for another.
A man who can get it,
value lies in precious time together,
a woman wants to be with,
because she feels comfortable in her own skin.
Not feeling used,
or her intelligence abused,
only amused,
by the originality of a muse.
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