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Your Woman: a poem

 

She just wants to be acknowledged…to really be seen.

To be the star in all of your dreams.

 

She plots to grab your attention…and take your breath away.

To wake up to what was the dream last night, each and every day.

 

Miss desires to be your brand new diamond ring.

Not some dirty little secret you have to rethink.

 

Oh, words of meaning; in your heart a permanent place.

Just to wrestle in your arms, her most tender embrace.

 

Candles. Heels. Hair hanging down. Red Lipstick

She’s craving all of you, so lay it on thick.