Prince Charming

I wanted to see if I could write a poem thinking of the ideal man that women dream about...... Written from a woman's perspective by a male. Confusing ain't it? LOL


Like every woman ever made,
I dream of my Prince Charming.
Just the thought can make me wet,
It's really quite alarming.

In my mind he is quite tall,
Bronzed muscle from head to toe,
Could make mad love, all night long,
And make me moan I know.

He'd lay me on our King Sized bed,
Devour me with his lips,
And after begging for his cock,
He'd enter with thrusting hips.

I'd scrape my nails hard down his back,
He'd slowly pump and grind,
My body's tight, my voice screams out,
About to lose my mind.

Steady he pounds, both of us sweat,
It's more than I can take.
Powerless, the Big "O" hits
Like nature's massive quake.

Aside from muscles, hard and strong,
He'd also have a brain,
He'd be a cool, rich businessman,
Bank millions with no strain.

He'd treat me as a Goddess,
In and out of bed,
So come here my Prince Charming,
Appear outside my head.