Chapter 1
Males with all their tales of woe;
how it is and how it can’t be…
just for now.
Juicy tidbits that tickle your fancy…
there and then gone like the wind.
Can’t live with ’em.
Can’t’ live without ’em;
it’s a game of adult Hide and Seek.
They play with your heartstrings,
they hold out a hand,
then pretend that you’re making it up…
after all, the feminine mind’s a bit dense.
You need them.
You want them.
You crave that connection;
the sexual tension and steam.
But it’s all smoke and mirrors;
a little boy’s antics
with a smart-aleck’s gleam in the eye.
But then there’s that one…
with a wry sense of humor
who never holds out his hand.
Instead, he teases and pleases
while you wonder if it’s all just a ruse.
Until the day the roses arrive…
with a card on the side…
chocolates…
a question mark…
and that sly male smile
you noticed the moment you met.
