- Erotic Poetry
- My body was designed for men.
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My body was designed for men,
With every curve and every bend.
My hair, thick and wavy,
Yearns to be grabbed and controlled, it's crazy.
My eyes, always searching for signs,
Of a man's desires and designs.
My lips, full and inviting,
Made for pleasure and for biting.
My throat, it constricts with food,
But relaxes for cock, it's crude.
My tits, they hurt and get in the way,
But for nourishing and pleasure, they're made to stay.
My hips, sway and roll naturally,
Made for bearing their children, undoubtedly.
My cunt, it lubricates and squeezes,
For their pleasure, it eagerly pleases.
My legs, weak with arousal and dominance,
Knowing that men are the ones with dominance.
So yes, I dress for men,
To respect and understand my body then,
For it was made for their pleasure,
And that's the real definition of body positivity, not a measure.
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