Little Lady

she is so peaceful
so elegant
so beautiful
so bliss
almost as perfect
as a Hershey Kiss
Hair that bounces as she walks by
she wears a halo
so bright you begin to cry
Let me share my boys and girls
a secret so dear
when the clouds around me begin to clear
her pants go down then go back up
under her jeans her knees are scruffed
fifteen minutes of pleasure
a lifetime of pain
not all woman are good at night games
the halo is gone and her finger unbutton again.

then again, little lady this act is a new trend