Pity Sex Poem by kwane Lamb

How can a woman be...
True to a man...
Even if he is doing all...
He can...

A woman can't make a promise...
Of any worth...
If she is still seeking her inner woman...

Which is the brains of her office...
Her over-seerer...
her heart of gold...

With esteem a'la'mode...
Pretty... yet rough...
Easy...yet tough...
Nice but not to nice...

Unless...she is trying...
To crack the ice...

Bringing to the table...
Any table...her able...
Be It mother...wife...
daughter...
Your friend girl...

Not toy world...
Lay it out front...
No need for a stunt...
Nor a hunt...

She rules...until her heart choose...
Then her inner thinking cap...
Comes into view...

Letting her know just whats right...
To do...
Mmm..sack...
Mmmm...that would be wracked...

He respects I grant him that...
As long as (we) share the HAT...
Can many men deal with that? ? ? /

Mmmm...so here I sit...
I do not complain concerning it...


Whisperkwane
swtlamb@yahoo.com