Adhere to the male fantasy.
Large Breasts beneath small tees,
with bikini armor to tease,
barely present, enough to please.
Adhere to the male gaze.
Makeup: just a glaze
to enhance the face,
a drawn smile never fades.
Adhere to the male thought.
Perverted ones- never caught..
or else justification is sought.
The Man’s fault? “It’s NOT!”
Adhere to the male hands.
Which cannot understand
why just light touching, is banned.
Why a “Nice Guy” has no upper hand.
Adhere to the male sight.
An outfit that is too tight,
or that the lighting was just right.
And wonders, “Will she put up a fight?”