Briareos wrote:
charcoalsketches wrote:
Briareos wrote:
charcoalsketches wrote:
Well, not unless you put in the time to do so. I remember I was talking to a woman about my theory of women, and our relations to them. She was blown away. If only she didn't get rid of her DeviantArt site, I could retrieve it.
Can you remember, in essence, what it was about?
I rote it in a poem. If you have a DeviantArt, I can send you the link. If not, I'll post it here. Your choice.
hmm, well I have a dA account, but post it here for the rest to see....
Very well, then. The title of the poem is called The Mystery of a Venus Fly Trap.
The most accurate analogy for a woman
Is her own vagina
you will never know what she is like
You will never know how she works
Until you are willing to get inside
Once you do make your way in,
The only question you have to answer for yourself
Is whether you'll be able to pry your way out
Rather, whether you want to
Many have tried and failed
to understand the allure of a woman
All it takes is a bit of detective work
Learning by ear or by conversation
A woman can often have walls
Walls that suggest her surface may not
Be what she is deep inside
If you can collapse that wall
Stimulate her mind, body and soul
Open her like the door of your front porch
It doesn't mean you have her
It just means you are trusted
All it takes for her
is a careful entry
Mastered moves
Heavy breath
A turn of your key
And you may have figured her out
Or have you?
The problem is this:
People only go by the surface
By what they have learned
Then, when they get a curveball
The thrill of knowing her leaves
In fact, there was no thrill
for the lesser man
Just the idea of what you see
all there is to most
Is the elegant beauty
The uniqueness of the venus fly trap
Not their function
My description on the site:
I wrote a long-azz essay on the defunct front page of the commentor, describing that when I look at her, I see something mysterious about a woman. I see someone who is fun, someone who is open with her soul, her mind, her sexuality, but still believe that there is more to her than there is in the surface. There is a woman who is capable of much more than people would assume.
I once commented that a picture shows her being cute, but the flash of her nice teeth suggests a hidden danger, meaning that when you are with a woman the least you can do is be mindful of their essence.
The best part about some women is that they don't always give away their secrets. Some are well aware that people are more focused on and judgmental about their surface, and the beauty of it is that assuming stuff based upon the surface is what gets one in trouble. Finding out what is beneath is the real adventure, and one that can be worth taking.
I can't say this is the best poem I have written.
For those who want to comment there, here is the link:
http://7r41n3d3rr0r157.deviantart.com/a ... -341027439
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