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EASY FOR A GIRL, by TESS ROSA.
It's easy for a girl
To get it,
Whenever she wants.
I know this.
Everyone pretty much knows this.
Certainly the boys in the bar,
Real fucking easy.
It was my intention,
To play the slut role,
The whore character,
At my will, my choice, my discretion.
My doing, my command.
There is something about
Walking into a bar, alone.
Can they see that I am on the hunt,
As I place my sweet ass on a barstool?
They know the truth.
WOMEN DON'T DRINK ALONE.
I feel their eyes on me, wondering
When will I turn around,
My eyes hunting for my prey.
They stare at my back,
Pretending not to notice
My eyes searching in the mirror placed against
Refelecting not only
Campari, Seagrams, Stolichyna
The cowboy with his bull legged saunter
As he shoots the number three ball
The sports enthusiast, his football jersey
Graced with a team emblem
That I don't give a fuck about.
The bearded man, disheveled, scotch in hand, eyes dark and sad.
I would have my choice of men,
Picking them among a line-up, of sort.
I go for the blonde, seated two
Stools away from me.
His body, lean, in his 501's.
His hair, shaggy,
Dimples embrace his pretty lips,
His feet graced in denim Van's.
Our eyes meet, we smile.
He knows what I want.
What I seek.
What I am all about.
Don't worry, my eyes say,
I don't want you to buy me a drink.
And he did, and it was
I waited for him to fall asleep,
Lying in his arms.
Will I see you again, he asked?
Of course, I replied.
What do you
A one night stand?
He laughed, holding me tight.
His eyes, then closed, his snores ensued.
I dressed, and climbed out the window,
Into the night.
Smiling at how
copyright 2014 TESS ROSA
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