Many people just walk past her, some usually in a rush than others; the nasty ones walk past her with a sneer, as though to intentionally spit at her feet.
I once heard a couple say that she’s fat and dirty. I don’t dispute these claims, she is quite filthy, but what do you expect? A beast her size?! She has to be.
Call her what you want, but one thing is for sure, until you’ve gone up-n-down on her you won’t really appreciate her nature; her pleasurable sounds of cheer when you reach her climax; the lightning strikes on her back that reminds you she’s as real as they get; her astounding look when you set your eyes on her for the first time; and by God, she is BEAUTIFUL.
She has curves that are considered deadly; curves that have caused men to have their entire lives flash before them. Sometimes, her mood swings are intense; passionate; moods that would otherwise banish a man to oblivion should he dare to challenge her.
All it takes is just one climb; one climb and she will never leave your thoughts.
See, there’s a reason why she gets different reactions from different people. She is not for everyone. Only the brave take her on; and when they do, oh boy do they have enchanting tales. Tales of conquer and glory; the stuff of King Arthur and his mighty knights.
People like me, we just can’t seem to get our dirty little hands off of her. She is glorious; a work of wonder; a force of nature. She is an addiction, though not the bad kind, no, the good kind; the fun kind; like popping bubble wrap on a Monday morning.
Who is she, you ask? Is she beautiful? DAMN RIGHT SHE IS!
She is that mountain you’ve been wanting to climb; that life goal you’ve been attempting to achieve. She is that resolution you have postponed for a year.
So go ahead, CLIMB THAT DAMN MOUNTAIN.
You never know, she just might want you as bad as you want her; hell, she might even be begging for it.