Gender Feminine (Romantique Europa) Poem by Naga Vamshidhar Ratakonda

I can't read their rosy Lips,
'Cos I'm not here for a Kiss,
But I can read their Hearts,
And suck their flow of Thoughts!

I'm surely not in here for a Ball,
'Cos I can't dance with them,
But I can guess their next swing,
And shoot the pose with my eyes!

I'm not a bird catcher,
To cook a feast for myself,
But I'm a bird watcher,
And can catch their next flight!

I'm of course not a cupid,
To shoot arrows at them,
But I know the sparrow's next date,
And can narrate it's romantic tale!

A test for their thigh strength,
And depth of Navel Patience,
To shower their breastfull blossom,
Can they maintain their balance?

My masculinity has in it,
The grace & power of cloud nine,
For them to lose their nonchalance,
And their Gender Feminine too!

*Romantique Europa - "If you have to be romantic, it's got to be European Style"