So beautifully written, I got chills when I read it.
When I notice a woman,
I mean really notice a woman
It is not large breasts
Or a shapely bum I see.
Not long blonde hair falling in waves,
Nor legs that flow on like a river.
Not spontaneous sexual encounters
Akin to a drunken back alley brawl
That turn me on.
It is not the voice,
Not even a dirty laugh.
No when I notice a woman,
Really notice a woman
And I know all hope is lost
That I have no chance of escape.
Is at that second
When I have felt the full force,
The irresistible song of the siren.
I’ve looked her in the eye
And in that moment
She gifts me
A glimpse of her soul.
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