A woman in the mind,
How silly to sit and find;
As if all women lived in your head,
Just dwelling there by God who lead.
They turn and think to each the thought,
A million smiles that can't be bough;
Or a million hearts not willing won,
That leave you left with your heads as one.
But while the sit there in your brain,
Trying to control and contain;
Your heaven is with all their souls,
Of beauty rich and minds of golds.
A glass of water in which I drink,
To take a little breath and think;
What life would be without them link,
Perhaps just one would be a blessing dressed in pink.
I sit here deep in bothered thought,
Of what really goes on in this mind due formed;
As if I knew myself best of all,
But all the women inside this minds earth ball.
And when it's clear I've passed the test,
Of what was perfect to end up best;
These lovely twirling thoughts of bliss,
To be answered in a subtle kiss.
Signed,
Run away
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