I love men

How I love them....men.

Yet they hurt....like a shot.

Initially, they are sharp and keen---and then

....the heavy feeling sets in...

And I ache

I don't hate them, I love them so

And yet they burn

Like the flame from a candle

Illuminating my face as I gaze into its light

Oh but if only they would warm my neck and face with kisses

Stir my senses with caresses

How I do love men

But men do not love me....