misogyny

Woman
oh, woman
wherefore art thou
how can your mystery be solved?
why do I believe that you are just to be desired
and your words only entice
how can I not peer at your cleavage
and believe it an invite
how do I not salivate over your angles
and succumb to an appetite
why do I turn your gaze into a wick
fueling me to ignite
how can even your cordial laughs and casual touches
become an added attribute that incites
why do I sexualize your every nuance
seeing you for far less than your insight
why do I fantasize less of sunlight in your presence
dreaming more of midnights
why does my male ego and its exploits
believe your advancements a personal plight and indict
woman
oh woman
how doth my quandary
or am I just left to evolve?