Maya, The Poem

Maya, The Poem.

Sloshed
Yearning
Mystic
Smiling
Maya

Bespectacled
Stumped
Fussy
Insightful
Maya

Adventurous
Manly
Full of life
Geared up
Maya

Gullible
Vulnerable
Emotional
Fool
Maya

Passionate
Optimistic
Impulsive
Nonchalant
Maya

Recluse
Unpredictable
Temperamental
Spontaneous
Maya

Decisive
Indecisive
Humane
Wild
Maya

Kind
Cruel
Emotive
Cold
Maya

Satisfied
Unfulfilled
Elated
Morose
Maya

Funny
Amusing
Talkative
Bewitching
Maya

Unconfined
Eccentric
Unconventional
Unprejudiced
Maya

Attractive
Bizarre
Careless
Beautiful
Maya

Independent
Self-sufficient
Narcissist
Hapless
Maya

Enchanting
Enamoring
Fascinating
Mysterious
Maya

Youthful
Prankster
Mature
Intuitive
Maya

Smiling
Laughing
Sobbing
Clinging
Maya

Distant
Close
Close
Distant
Maya

This is Maya, my Maya. I see her in every woman I meet, experience and grow with. I see her in every woman I relate to, crave, lust. In every woman I get familiar with, break up with, get nasty with. In every woman I see, hear and read. In every woman I fathom, dread, hate. In every woman I get carried away with, kiss, touch. In every woman I begin with, last with, lose. In every woman I dress up for, shave for, smile for. In every woman I get fed up with, bored with, stretch with. In every woman I respect, adore, worship. In every woman I know, trying to know, would like to know. In every woman I belong to, am accountable to, answerable to…

She is Maya. My Maya. A woman after all!