Originally Posted by
NeverBend
Some quick and poor (Virginia) tobacco metaphors inspired by Steven Stills' "Love The One You're With"
(Please skip the following if you would be offended by suggestive content and I hope that my admiration for the fairer sex is apparent.)
OK, I see that no one skipped :)
Samuel Gawith (as a lady)
She's an elegant beauty who moves in undulating waves. Sparse are her words but perpetual her affect. She can't be romanced but you must romance to win her. Slow to love, she loves in confidence and with the brush of her lip.
McClelland (as a lady)
She's sure that she's prettier but she's not always sure. Her flit turns to sway with the slightest glance. She flirts and is fickle, expensive to keep but she loves like a panther finding it's kill.
Gawith Hoggarth (as a lady)
She hugs when she meets and kisses to greet. Her figure is ample and her clothes a size tight. She laughs with gusto, drinks with bravado, is she too brazen. She keeps many lovers but when she is with you, there is only one.