Woman To Woman - Poem by Loretta Worthington
Just a few words woman to woman.
Sometimes wise! yet foolhardy.
Strong, but with too much sexuality for him to comprehend
Compassion and tenderness, are also our virtues.
Obsequious is how he likes us, in this role we excel.
Always wanting to please, when two become one,
How soon they forgot our youth, and all the softly spoken words
on the pillow of life.
Patiently we wait for the dawn of his life, when mans exuberance
starts to fade, and his mind becomes the avenue, and his eyes
the tools of his desire.
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