I Want A Girl

I want a girl
Who’s rich like Bill.
Whose portfolio screams for release.
Futures, stocks,
Diamonds and rocks,
Coming this way to please.

I want a girl
Who remembers my days,
Ones that reverberate in my head.
Holiday, birth,
Period and earth
Present her presence in bed.

I want a girl
Who wears short skirts,
Whose sweaters are a bit too tight.
Sans bra and panties.
Never ones like my Auntie’s.
Posing boldly against the night light.

I want a girl
Whose wit contains me,
Profound phrases flying against the ceiling.
Simile, joke…
Laugh ‘til I croak.
My head spinning and mind reeling.

I want a girl
Whose nature is stable,
A solid rock to hold my sand.
Power and grace
But never in haste
A Yin for my yang takes my hand.

I want a girl
Who makes love like a leopard,
Driving fear into those around her.
Accurate, slick
Claws to the quick
Devastating triumphs, resounding thunder.

I want a girl
Whose body is an adventure,
Never quite sailing the same route twice.
Nipples, tits,
N’all the naughty bits
Throes of orgasm, we both come thrice.

I want a girl
Who drives me insane,
Whose emotions rattle my ration.
Laughter, dread
Tears on the bed.
Quiet moments revealing our passion.

I want a girl
Who likes for a moment,
But loves for a lifetime to come.
Heaving chests
Breasts to breasts
Hearts beating…together as one.

I want a girl
Who needs all she gives,
Whose talent diminished where mine shone.
Needy, sighs
I hold, she cries.
A girl who wants this girl as her own.