Soulful and Sultry
Even way back then
When
Boys
Never paid attention,
Never even mentioned,
The slant of my eyes,
The curve of my thighs,
The arch of my lips,
That swing in my hips.
Now,
I am woman.
To man
All these things appealing
Brothers intent on stealing
A kiss from my lips below.
To any extent they will go
To seduce me,
And reduce me
To the title of a whore.