Ladies embellished in red can be quite mischievous,
One in front of me acts devilishly deceptive.
She disguises herself in another girl’s clothing,
Dressing up as someone dark green and brash.
Then she spritzes on some heavy perfumes,
To leave a scented trail deeply musky and spicy.
Her persona guards her deep roots,
Like layers of life-giving earth.
Ignoring all the nosy eyes,
She hides away her true nature.
To truly know all her facets,
It’s vital to spend time on her.
Grind her down into nakedness,
And let her crawl inside your chest.
Even though she loves being able to keep secrets,
Her long and leafy tendril fingers still summon you.
She is very aware that the best kind of woman,
Is not simply just pleasant to one’s gaze,
But able to stimulate every inch,
Of body and of mind.
