Wild, uninhibited free to be me.
Not wanting to conform to the image of a 'Mom'

I am a woman. Desire burns in me.
Wanting, needing, waiting to be caressed.

I will be your 'whore'
Yours and yours alone.
Use me.

I yearn for your touch.
Fill me with your love..
Quench my thirst.

In the morning I am left wanting more.
I will arise put on my day face
With a twinkle in my eye.

Vonda Overlie

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untamed-2/