' Good Senses ... '
I Can Feel Vibes
And Distant Auras
And Even Hours-Apart
Can Hear Heart-Horrors
I Can Smell Poison
Good Senses, Will Detect
I Can Feel Threatened
And I Can See Respect
I Do Know Happy
I’ve Seen Heartache
Had A Taste of Bitter
So, Know What’s Sweet and What Ain’t
I Know Condescending
Envy or Ornery Mind-Games
Off The Mark-Innuendos
Or Flat-Out Lying-Shames
Once, In A Blue Moon
I May Be Wrong
But, More Oft, Than Not
My Senses Are Honed
And Always On …
Able To Zone
In On Contempt
So Don’t Tempt Me Long
No … I’m Not Super Human
With Super X-Ray-Vision
Just An Ordinary Woman
Using God-Given Intuition
Copyright © Moonbee Canady | Year Posted 2009
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