Equal And Opposite Effect
Author: Marion Carroll
I walk for miles each day, and work out in the gym;
to keep myself attractive and my heart in good condition.
Oh, yes, I want to look good. I'm cravin' you so much,
I hope that when you see me, you'll look, and WANT to touch.
Of course, I know, I'm gorgeous; but I'm no virgin, "Vestal".
Please take me down and handle me, from your adoring pedastal.
I want so to impress you, that I'll drop a lot of money;
on a dress meant to seduce you, so you'll take it OFF me, honey.
And all those sexy undies, for which, I'll spend much more,
I'm praying that just like my dress, will end up on the floor.
I'll bathe and primp for hours, in my efforts to get ready,
all the while hoping that we'll end up getting sweaty.
I'll lower my eyes, and whisper, soft words that leave you beaming;
my intention is to make you do, the things that have me screaming.
Good thing for me, I'm limber, from the exercise I do,
because the way we roll around, has got our limbs askew.
It's all the weights I lift, the cycling and rope jumping;
that keeps me safe from heart attack, when you're in me, pumping.
And Lord Have MERCY, baby, we both get sticky wet.
I'm no longer powder perfect, and I don't have one regret.
I find it so amusing that the things we do to attract;
has an equal, but opposite effect, in the way that we react.
The truth is (and you know it), that the reason I'm so flirty,
is to ignite a fire in your loins, so we'll get down and dirty.
It's nothing short of subterfuge (if you're looking for a reason),
to explain the consequences, of our bodies, conversing with treason.
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Meridian (220.127.116.11) -- Tuesday, August 29 2006, 03:45 am|
Talk about sensuality, talk about provocative, talk about intimacy.... Girl, this poem was deep. They don't get any deeper than this. MC, you made me smirk. I got off of work two hours ago and clicked into your poemio here and actually laughed. Marion, you're too much...
The comedian is in the house! Don't let that ink go to waste poet!
|Bipedalguy (18.104.22.168) -- Tuesday, August 29 2006, 10:17 am|
Of course, I mean that in the intellectual sense.
|MC (22.214.171.124) -- Tuesday, August 29 2006, 03:11 pm|
I wasn't joking.....LOL (God!, I'm such a horndog!) It was meant to be stimulating.....intellectually, of course!
|Meridian (126.96.36.199) -- Saturday, September 2 2006, 04:34 am|
MC, ok. I thought---you know what? You know how you come across a reading with unforseen sexually explicit material that has a humorous twist to it? I mean, don't get me wrong poetest, I think I understand the true message in this poem. Have me. Want me. I'm here. I'm yours. Right? L.O.L.
MC, try as I might, one of the things I can't control is laughter. And laughter is a good thing. That should make you smile from ear to ear.
I guess certain people's reaction will be different when reading a poem regardless of the topic.
P.S. Don't forget MZ, when you become prominent...that is, if you're not already! :)
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