Author's Note: Hello, writers! I'm currently in the process of writing my romantic historical fiction piece, but I thought I'd take a break and write a nice little poem for you ladies out there. Any reviews are welcomed and appreciated!
Woman.
She's the one with her hair tied back,
Her sleek, red locks reflecting the lamp's rays.
She sits upright, without a care in the world,
Her stony green eyes fixated upon a single Goal, like they would a Spot upon the Wall.
Woman.
She has Ambitions, Aspirations, desires, and Dreams.
Her cherry red lips are curled into an Amused smirk.
"men.", she scoffs, "The leaders of the Earth."
She's seen many of them, all with a Weakness.
Often their Weakness lies within their Desire for,
Woman,
Who has Broken their Will to Compete.
Her Cold disposition makes them Wonder why she does not Need them.
they Need Her.
they Need Woman.
Who gives life, can take it away just as easily.
She can administer her Good Will,
Or a Well-Deserved Torment upon he who takes advantage of his Needs.
man is Subject to the earthly evils;Lust, Greed, Misery, and the like.
man wants to Fight.
Woman is Ruler of the Earthly Virtues: Patience, Prudence, and Unconditional Love.
Woman seeks to Love.
man Needs practice.
Woman is the Expert.
And so it is, in the grand scheme of the Human condition,
A Woman's World after all.
A man is Lost.
And can only be Found by She who he so desperately needs.
he can only be Found by,
Woman.
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