I'M the Girl
I’m not your guy buddy, we don’t share the same verbiage
Can’t you see, can’t you tell, don’t you see my body language
Don’t you know the wall that is built talking about other women
It kills the inner mojo vibe; the passion, the drive, the vision
You might want to keep those thoughts inside you head
How about ‘pretend,’ you only desire me, instead
For intimacy, connection, desire and intensity to build
The other women you lust after, is something you shield
Self respecting women don’t tolerate such insecurity
Don’t compete for attention, challenge or act unworthy
I don’t want my aura, my spirit to be diffused, do you?
I want to enjoy the experience with this one that is so new
I can find some other tree to climb, where maturity is found
Because I don’t need to hear things that bring me down
Insecurity is like a huge waste, a vile poison, a cyst
It needs to be removed for anything healthy to exist
I’m not like others and neither are you
We bask in growth and accept each others view
Letting go of the past, we can spark each other higher
But we must pretend only we exist, to light that fire
Whether this ride lasts for a few steps, a block or a mile
Why not play the ‘part,’ and make it more worthwhile
The part is simple, only requires that you be real
Ask questions, show interest and not be afraid to feel
Copyright © Lori Phipps | Year Posted 2011
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