~My First Woman~

In honor of National Poetry Month

~My First Woman~

My first woman wasn’t the first female for me,

but she proposed how the opposite sex should be.

Not just beauty and manicured hands,

her presence alone made me feel like a man.

My first woman captured me with her gorgeous smile,

then dazzled me with her grace and style.

She seduced me silently with her brown eyes,

then with her enticing lips she said… Hi!

My first woman daring and bold,

from the start my attention she did hold.

Confident in herself and her feminine wiles,

a sensuous woman, a far cry from a child.

My first woman so sexy and smooth,

knew with a look she could change my mood.

She walked away slow, assured I would stare,

then asked me “What?” as if she wasn’t aware!

My first woman creative and smart,

figured out exactly how to win my heart.

With affection and passion, she walked right in,

something my mind hadn’t prepared to defend.

My first woman curvaceous and fine,

calculated her moves to intrigue my mind.

A skilled seductress who controlled the flow,

a full-grown woman from head to toe…..

My first woman

Written By Rodney L. Johnson

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