The Web Poetry Corner - Stephan Hovell - the measure of a woman
the measure of a woman
by
Stephan Hovell
a mans hands are his total worth,he learns to use them right from birth. a mans eyes bring him news,while his mind deciphers what he views. a mans ears are his own,words are cheap without tone. a mans taste shows his style,it`s on his tongue behind his smile. a mans nose in actual fact,is used to tell if there`s a rat. a mans touch is something real,if his presence you can feel. a mans legs are to let him stride,to walk with dignity and with pride. a mans measure are his manners,a social blueprint from parental planners. a mans shoulders are his size,the distance to check is from them to the skies. !
a mans urges are not personal,we`re all the same when no longer virginal. a mans actions can not be heard,but they are his loudest word. a mans home will be a castle to him,as he dies a thousand deaths from the safety within. a mans intentions are all very well,hitching a ride on the road to hell. a mans life to be free and easy,has no merit if he was sleazy. a mans backside he`ll let you kiss,he`ll even guide you so you don`t miss. a man may have many beliefs,a woman only wants what he`s got in his briefs.