Back Or Butt Poem by neo riddick

Memories of waking with only one goal in mind
Every day.
Consumed by the need
Smitten by the warm rush
Too much was never enough
Things change
History repeats itself
Everything happens for a reason
So
They say
They say many things
The sway of my hips
The soul in my blue eyes
Lady
That is my title
Nothing hangs between my legs
Keeping to myself and gathering knowledge from other's movements
I am a lady
I have spent time on my back
That makes me a person.
A being
Nothing in the whole scheme of all
I try.
I fall
And when I fall. I fall hard
Time spent on my butt
Like the ladies I adore.
The ladies I respect and admire
I get back up
Angry and fed up.
I STAND BACK UP
The harder I fall
The taller I stand
So much time on my back
Much more on my butt
Anyway I land
One thing is for certain
I ALWAYS LAND ON MY FEET