Some Men

There are those men, some men, who do love women but only when their asses are tight, their skin is clear and bright and the moon is just right.
This is the time when they please them and woo them the things that they’ll do then just to touch and to screw them.


They drool and they oogle and pull out their chairs and give them long stares, they’ll turn their heads while they’re walking with you, out with the old in with the new…

…it’s what some men do.

Now time soon passes, it is natures way, Dumb turns to Wise and Blonde turns to grey. Skin sags and stretches in funny ways, wandering men lose their syrupy gaze. Some men are nearing the end of their days.

My love, don’t be one of those “some men”.
Love me because I am your friend. Know that my wrinkles are just a disguise. Please, see my heart when you look in my eyes. See me as special and my soul will soar. Let me know I’m the one you adore, for love never ages it merely seasons and love never asks for excuses or reasons. Some men are special sincere and true…

…what kind of man are you?

-Monica Yocom. 2005