Harassment (Her.Ass.Meant)
It has been a while since I posted a poem here. I have to thank my friend La Shawna Griffith for this inspiration. She's an admin of a WhatsApp group for Barbadian artists of all genres named Do it fah de Culture and recently came up with an idea to drop a word for the creatives to whet their chops on. The word she started with was 'harassment'.
I am well known for my erotic pieces, but this word stirred me. I needed to let my voice be heard on this topic as my whole brand, although sensual/sexual on the outside, is based on principles of respect and honour toward women. Those of you who have followed the EroticEmpire story up to this point will know that my tagline is: Worshiping Women with Words.
This is the poem I wrote today. Please enjoy it! And let me know your comments below!

Harassment (Her.Ass.Meant)
Seeing …
Seeing Her …
Seeing Her Ass…
Seeing Her Ass Meant…
Seeing her ass meant that
I lost all power of reasoning
My level of thinking
Quickly devolving
From the emotional
To the primal
Seeing her ass meant
That thoughts of
Attraction
Caused cognitive
Dissonance
Inconsistency
Incompatibility
As I was unable to
Reconcile the feelings
Stirred up in me
To communicate
Her beauty
Effectively
And the fact that she
Could be…
Is…
Somebody’s daughter
Mother
Sister
Wife….
Seeing her ass meant
That I could not find
The vocabulary
To express how stunned
I am
To experience her beauty
Close up
Even though all she was doing
Was passing me on the street
Not looking at me
Not even knowing that I existed…
But
As she passed me…
Seeing her ass
Seeing her ass meant
That my vocabulary
Degenerated
And all I could do
Was hiss
“Psssssstttttt…. Sweet girl….”
But should seeing her ass
Mean that I no longer think?
Should seeing her ass mean
That I automatically sink
Into the carnal?
She didn’t see me.
She didn’t want to be bothered.
She just wanted to go to the supermarket.
Or the store.
Or somewhere else other than here
Subjected to the lewdness
Of my stare
Of me trying to see what was under there
Undressing her with my eyes
Do I not realize that
Seeing her ass as she passes
Is
Just
That?
I can admire the curves
And keep my thoughts to myself
Because ….
If I really think about it….
I must be the 50th person to tell her
What seeing her ass meant to me
For the morning.
And that has to be
Infuriating.
~ PassionPoet