To my lusty Gretta

[osho]

I have come across her transfixing blue eyes
I woke up to manliness
The epiphany that I am man enough
I was too young to be stirred up
But lustiness is too powerful to be overcome
I got lost myself to her lusty countenance
Against what my parents told she mouth-watered me
And the impact was to the very core of my cockiness
I like Lusty Gretta and do not mind my innocence
For I know innocence is born to be exploited
If it was not for her powerful stroke
I would never have grown into what I am before you.
This distance between what I am and what I could be was narrowed
My poetic self saw a new light
That kindled in me the flare of romanticism
Now I am proud on my lusty Gretta’s sweet governance one me
For the loss of innocence is what I secretly was craving

[Delta40]

Good Grief Osho. this cheered up an otherwise boring day at the office!!!!

[osho]

Good Grief Osho. this cheered up an otherwise boring day at the office!!!!

Thank you Delta for reading my poem and your immortal words. Of course the poem needs pruning at some points and especially about the grammatical and structural part.