' 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 © | Year Posted 2009

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