| (Inspired by "Sex and the Seasoned Woman"
and Gail Sheehy)
I stand before you a seasoned woman
Bursting ripe with life and wisdom
Full with experiences, fleshy and sweet
Waiting to be plucked, bitten, sampled and tasted
Juice thick with stories of lust and desire heard and unheard
As I look back upon the paths and passages I have taken
To become who I am
Hair gray and silver with flecks of brown, black, red and
blond
Signaling the changes in time and age
I have embraced and not afraid to show
I face forward, not looking back at what’s coming my
way
There will be some who will lock step with me into my future
Celebrating me as I celebrate my sensuality
While others will need potions and pills to keep up with me
While I exercise my 27 year old libido
Wrapped up tight in my 19 year old sugar walls inside my 53
year old body
Demanding that you move when I move sweating along with me
Becoming breathless with every thrust you make
I am seasoned with the position of the missionary and of the
dog
And the art of lovemaking of the crow as I stretch and extend
And contort my body in search of sublime pleasure
I am a hot mama, an older hottie, a piece of work, a hot ass
whose aura goes from red hot to blue hot to white hot, dangerously
hot…tread lightly young man
So to you my peers, men of stature and distinction, you may
not look my way
Nor want to catch my eye as my wisdom is now more evident
But I have learned that a kiss from a 44 year old man is as
just as sweet and delicious as a kiss from a 35 year old man
and just as sinful as a kiss from a 25 year old man eager
to learn new tricks from a "Seasoned" woman
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