GODIVA

Women of the world, this is for you.

I need no saviour
Whom to which
I toss my embroidered
Lace ‘kerchief
As if they were
Flags of my devotion
And gratitude at the
Act of climbing
A meter up some stairs
Or jumping over
Mere BBQ coals
To which the faithful
Slinky guards close
For warmth.

I need a fighter.
A sparring partner
To lighten these toes
And return these
Punches both from my
Mind and my passions;
Like two masterful
Tango dancers,
Competing on the floor
Of our desires.

Come!
Come who dares
To take challenge
A Queen embroiled
In scandalous aptitude
Equal to a man.
A mere man!
Perhaps even more.
Who’s stride divides
Countries and
Who’s smiles
Can flash canines
Sharp enough to
Bring those who accept them
To their knees.

I dare thee all,
Little toy soldiers,
Fairytale knights
And Disney Princes
To take me down.

I assure you that
I will bring a
Battle that is most
Amusing and
Easily excites the blood
More than sex
From wenches or
Moaning videos can give
You for I stimulate
More than the body
And starved,
Lusting mind.

I slither with
A delicious depravity;
Winding down teasingly
With these blood orange painted
Claws
Towards your depths
and fondle
The heart and soul
Which all men are but
Boy puppets to
Beneath these talented palms.

Author's Note

To all the strong sexy women, a toast to you my lovely ladies. You are more beautiful than you think and I urge you to embrace who you are for men will fall at your feet, the goddesses that you Are.

Reviews

[angel]

How sweet. And I must tell you, my screen name is angelgodiva, a nickname from an old love, given to me as I returned one night, naked, to bed. My hair was almost down to my knees, and he said I reminded him of that naughty Lady.
Very pretty poem, and such praise, I'm sure, is appreciated by all.