Talking To Other Women

I only talk to certain other woman, Because of you. Clean women and the evervesent clever, Women that have brain's, like you. Women firm of waists, women With breast's, once full of milk. Unafraid to show me your true colours. In silk, satin or cotton, full brief panties, And a face that is soft, full red lips. I know what you think, when I look At other women. As when around you I come. As both of my hands, cup your breast's, Safe in your mind and secure. Never once dreaming at night, alone in the day. Content with your thoughts about me, That with me certain thought's, that other Women don't have, Thought's that you have and still do.