Some would go so far
As to blemish my name
Carrying simple words on their minds
Spoken as though hoped to affect
When words are little more than
Words

I sit atop a mountain of lust
Soaked in the need for those feelings
But even under these circumstances
I remain a somewhat semi-trepid individual
Look at me and I will often break eye contact
But advance and I will accept

I am not a chaste girl
Shy but certainly not unwilling
I am drawn to the beds and burrows
Admittedly immodest
For I love the way my body reacts
To being taken

One wink can excite me
One twitch of the lips
One little sensation is all I require
Now, would you consider me easy?
Mark me as you will

I love ****
;)