Ego Sexiest (Read With Closed Eyes...) Poem by me poet yeps poet

No ego to devour

You are not as young
as I thought you would be
an angel composing silently
such exotic poetry

The men's hearts will bleed
they dare not compare
with the soul you set free
they will not bend a wee bit
their ego will them alone swallow
when they come to know
that compared to your
love, lust and passion
minus their love
they are seemingly not so hollow

in search of that red wagon
all now need more
but hold on to your own imagination
some can, many swallow
and the burning fire
once quenched
seeks more
from the same fellow
who enjoyed you in the red wagon
just a wee while ago

Some men are not that shallow
depth is their passion...
deep too
as so think
many of you
men do stand
but not still