by Paul Curtis
4/20/2010 / Poetry
When a door opens
And a siren enters the room
And every head turns
I am that woman
When the siren slinks
And you can here a pin drop
As the mouths fall open
I am that woman
When the wives tut
And girlfriends whisper
And men's eyes undress
I am that woman
When a mouth is just another orifice
And conversing eye to eye
Is really eye to breast
I am that woman
I am the woman
Oozing sexual desire
I am the woman
Men and women picture naked
I am the woman
They all want to possess
When you are valued
For what's between your legs
Than between your ears
I am that woman
When you are called a whore
And treated like a slut
Viewed like a piece of meat
I am that woman
They call me tart
They call me siren,
They call me temptress
They call me vamp
I want to be called sweetheart
I want to be called darling
I want to be called mum
I am the woman
Considered to be desirable
I am the woman
That oozes sexuality
I am the woman
Who can have any man she chooses
I am the woman
Who want to be chosen
By a man who can see me!
I am a fifty something family man with a passion for writing and I draw inspiration from those around me.
paul.curtis1956 @ btinternet.com
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