Voracious or Vivacious
Yum or wow
Purr or meow
A feast of passion
but do you scrape the bottom of a peanut butter jar getting every bit?
Cornucopia where there is so much to eat and be
Simple pleasures in simple things...
Eating the center of a piece of bread
Cutting off the frosting on a rich cake
There is a lot to a woman, they vibrate with something otherworldly
Smelling wonderful
More worthy of poetry than men
but then again...
Men are burly and stink
Obnoxious, stubborn,
Bull headed and proud...
So, how the heck can this species exist?
It could be that Cupid is blind as he shoots his arrow
or maybe a better reason is that humanity is insane
or God likes scraping the bottom of an empty peanut butter jar
...
maybe though it is best that women exist and the men exist and there are definitely a lot of good things.
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