They All Were the Same

Chrissy devoured her men

in bites of delight,

sometimes she liked chocolate

and other times white.

She’d tire of her man

and go on to another

but no one could tell her

she had too many lovers.

The gents were for all seasons

and reasons, of course,

she liked them virile

but not too dumb,

she might want to talk

when lovemaking was done.

She turned on to men

who were strong and tall,

talented in bed

with tricks up their sleeve.

But sometimes, she wanted

an athletic man

who could twist and turn

like a Gumby.

For a change

in her lineup,

she wanted cerebral,

figuring her taxes

with pockets of money

to pay all her bills.

She went through

so many,

then tossed them aside.

She knew in her heart,

the names had changed

but they were all the same

and she had to acknowledge

that she was to blame

because she believed

she also was the same.