All women are beautiful to somebody.


All women have something beautiful about them;
They all have a beauty spot.
A reason why they will be wanted by men;
A unique style of hot.


Be it beauty, or intellect, or empathy, or whatever.
Any woman can be seen as beautiful; some like dumb, I want clever.
When the stars align and you see them in the right light;
You know they are the one you want, so you set them in your sights.


One man may say that she is ugly;
Another man might disagree.
The attractive quality they see as beautiful,
Could possibly, not interest me.


I see passion as very attractive; I see adultery as very ugly.
Some men would disagree.
Another man may want a meek woman;
Another man might want a woman who is willing to cheat.


Some say beauty is without; some say beauty is within.
It is without an undeniable, definite explanation.
Some women are more beautiful,
Depending on their nation.


Hispanic or Latino women to me are simply phenomenal;
Some other men may prefer blondes from Sweden;
To me that’s not desirable.


Some men prefer a different type;
But at the end of the day,
We all need somebody to become our wife.


I know what I want from the woman I desire;
I want the passion within her to burn hot like a raging fire.
Some prefer thin; I want voluptuous!
I want her to have any kind of long hair; except blonde.
I want her to be ***** whenever I am with her
And I want to be the only one who she wakes up to in the morning sun.


I want to see her love for me in her eyes and in her smile.
I want her lustful towards only me; I want her shorter than I.
Then I can put my arm around her shoulder,
When we walk under moonlight.
I want her to be a nymphomaniac; I used to want her to be high.


Now I want her on top.
She can have any kind of job;
Though she cannot be a stripper.
Only I can see her ****.
I want her mind to be *****;
I want her to desire to be true.


I would like her to be an artist,
But that is not high on my list.
It would just be nice if she was creative
And liked to read my poetry…and understood it.


I see beauty in her,
When she allows me to let myself go.
I want her personality to shine love;
I want her to be worthy of my soul.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Christ I'm sweaty

My head hurts

**** I'm gonna throw up again

We drank way too much last night, as we have the last four

I remember you dancing on the table, a beer bottle held loosley in your hand, your hair flowing around your head and neck almost in slow motion

You had no rhythm even when you were sober

I was clumsy and loud and very drunk but I remember you beaming at me when I swept you off the table and took you to your room at the end of the hall

In there our sweatiness

the smell of liquor on our breath

our labored breathing

It all disappeared

It was just us, a bottle of Captain, and the infinite night

I woke up with a pounding headache and the taste of bile in my mouth

You were holding the empty bottle, snoring with your mouth open, your hair a disaster

I've never seen anything as beautiful

You get up and stumble to the bathroom and I hear you start to ***** so I go and hold your hair back and stroke your neck and tell you it's ok it's ok don't apologize it's ok

You're embarrassed of your messy hair and you're apologizing for puking and your makeup is running down your face and you're pale and sweaty and I'm so in love with you it's incredible

I clean you up and bring you back to bed and within minutes you're snoring again

You're a mess

But you're a ******* beautiful mess

A mess I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with

Our livers are ******

But our hearts are unbreakable

I really need to stop telling myself that the things that affect me in a  negative way are dumb

it's okay I'll shut up now

*sorry