I Need a Woman
I am in need of a woman. YES I
SAID IT!!!! Not want but
NEEED. Someone who I can call
my queen, whose beauty, is
meant to be seen. Has the
intellect to hold a pleasant
conversation. I wouldn’t mind if
she was even mixed with a few
nations. But brains come before
beauty but at the end of the
day there all the same.
Because she needs to have the
frame to maintain the pleasant
sectors in my brain. But have
the brains to be able to
understand every metaphor off
this page. And if you can’t,
thanks for coming you may exit
left off this stage. For the
woman I need has to have the
drive to climb to the highest
peaks. And have my words be
the only words that can sweep
her off her feet. Who is willing
to go to hell to heaven straight
from heaven to hell then back
and remain to always have my
back for I wouldn’t lack to do
the same. I need a woman I
can simply smile about when
just hearing her name. I need
perfection but not the type in
one self but the perfection that
would be for each other. The
one I can call my lover and
maybe one day I’ll have a child
that will call her mother. That
will be the comfort, because no
matter how bad it is I have my
woman by my side. Will be like
Bonnie and Clyde. Except for
the murder scene at the end,
but still defend with all my
heart. We will never break
apart for every day is a new
start. And I can’t find her here
or there, really not anywhere.
The question really is you
there?
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