A Woman

When I first saw her, she'd started a thread
  a beautiful woman -- alone, on a bed

She was dressed in a nightgown a beautiful white
  that hugged her, caressed her -- a wonderful sight

I returned to that thread -- I came back every night
  a flower bud opening in the light of that site

Her body was large as a woman's should be,
  I was yearning, and wanting and waiting to see

She gained confidence slowly, and courage with it
  til finally she'd exposed -- a luscious large tit

It was a wonderful breast, a beautiful tit,
  but now also was exposed a very fine wit

She played on the thread using candy to do it
  and left us aroused, unable to sit

I wrote her and thanked her and wanted more
  of this beautiful lady from the candy store

To my amazement, arousement and total wonder
  she replied while I pondered the gown and what's under

Her name is important and though quite a tease
  in a short time I was talking and felt at ease

She talks with occasional "fuck", "shit", and "Damn it"
  and speaks with love, hard work, and I love it

Her voice is southern and it's sure hard to tell
  when you listen and dream, she's a true southern Belle

She has a husband and a family as well
  and slowly is crawling from her deep inner shell

She's learning of herself and of the woman within
  that to express herself, and show herself is just not a sin

She attracts me, deflects me and makes me quite mild
  when my mind toils I want her -- she's with me and wild

It's only my passion, my dream and desire
  but somehow she's awakened me -- and now I'm on fire

I'd like to be with her, make her dreams come about
  but mine never come true - they never work out.