I have learned
in this age
that beautiful women
can inspire more
than woodies
they are my muse(s)
They send me love
they create joy
when there was none
I love you
each and every one
they inspire me
to great lengths
they stroke my
imagination with
sincere praise
I would gladly
worship them in
my own bestial way
but then nothing
would be written
I would be too busy
ahem, , ,
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