Wild Prairie Woman
Wild Prairie Woman...
Oh, I wish that you could have seen,
This, mature, wild prairie woman…
My desert flower, and, my queen,
Spring loveliness in a wild land…
There are rolling prairie flowers,
But, none can compare, to her face…
Her natural beauty just showers,
To everywhere and every place…
Walk naked, for me, my darling,
Oh, how you can slowly arouse me…
Even the cacti flowers sing,
And, bow down, before such beauty.
Copyright © Jennifer Etheridge | Year Posted 2021
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