She Is Your Woman Poem by Dorsey Baker

Like a snake
She'll shed her skin
and crawl upon the earth for you
She'll beg and borrow
and let you be the boss
for her
She'll wait baking in the sun for you
She understands your weakness
You understand her needs
Like a cloud
she'll hang over you
Be your rooftop and your shadow
Like a fire she'll burn into your mortality
Like the colors of the sky
She'll move around within you
She'll come naked
as the wind
and blow away for you
Because she is your woman