Don't be scared of my intentions
Be scared of my confidence..
At how unfaltering I glide through words
Manipulating and facilitating the sexual perforations achieved by this excalibur of flattery

For a woman's might is humbled through words
A woman's thighs is as savory as that of nectar
The tingling delight erupts from the soles of her feets to the breach of her epithelial ducts
Those touches never seem to hint as being the Victory of guile
How gullibe ,...