The dreamer
He walks down the street the woman have to stop and stare, he always plays it casual but he knows that they are there
He struts like a Peacock, his feathers perfectly preened and all on show, his reputation proceeds him, he always puts on some sort of show
Girls swoon at his feet, he's desired throughout the place, just a simple glance from him would bring a flush to any ladles face
All the woman want him, his sexual prowess is known of far and wide, any girl would give anything to lay down by his side
To share a whole evening with him, really is quite rare, once they've had his pleasure, he just gets them out of there
No time for love and romance, once his done the deed, he just ignores them if he sees them, he's satisfied his hungry need
A killer with the woman, he's broke a million woman's hearts, he's destroyed many marriages, his seduction is a form of art
But this is only in his head, some sort of wishful, hopeful dream, really he's a nobody, he's never remembered once he's seen
THE KINKY POET