Sheryl Crow once sang the words “Are you strong enough to be my man?”
But I don’t mean it quite the way she did….
Perhaps I’m more than you can handle. Average won’t cut it for me, and no I don’t refer to length. I’m not desperate, I’m no whore. No one is ever “god’s gift” to anything (unless we’re talking Brad Pitt or Angelina Jolie or someone else ridiculously sexy).
I need a man who will impress me with his desire for me. I need a man cocky and a little self-assured. But don’t sell yourself to me, I’m not buying a car. A date isn’t an interview for the job. All the talk in the world doesn’t matter if you can’t back your shit up. Talk don’t mean a thing to me, honey. Actions speak louder than words, and all that.
I don’t submit to just any man. I’ll let you top me, but I’ll fight you for top position. I’m bratty. I’m rebellious. You just try and tell me I can’t, I’ll fight you for it. Break me. Bend me. Make me. You think I’ll do it? Uh uh, boy. Make me. Take it from me; I’ll let you think you’re taking it, but I’m giving it.
Strong arms to hold me down. Strong mind to talk me into things I didn’t realize I wanted, to paint me a picture, make it real. Strong lips to kiss me with passion and force. Strong hands to pull my hair, slap my ass, grip my wrist. Strong will to just grin when I sass back, when I say no, to come back when I say leave and don’t mean it, to hold back for just a minute when I say I want it NOW. Strong legs to plow your cock deep into me. A strong heart – I’m a whirlwind, a force to be broken, and then I’ll give you anything you can want and more than you think you can handle.
Strong enough to let yourself go with me. Strong enough to let me in (you won’t regret it).
Can you handle me? I’ll blow into your world – I am a tease. A temptress. I am a lover. A fighter. I seek buttons to push. I’m bad, I’ll bring you down with me even if just for a few hours. And you’ll love every fucking minute of it.
So tell me….Are you strong enough to be my man? (here’s a hint: you’re stronger than you give yourself credit for, perhaps)