Stress of a Lady
It’s stress enough to know a lady
They’re all just like a baby;
Sometimes you’ll think you’re crazy;
Like wealth, she’ll never come easy
Even though for you she’s been waiting.
You’ll talk love to her in a letter,
Keeping your patience like a waiter
“I’m sorry we can’t be together.”
Day and night fighting with her beauty
Yet when they come, she goes wavy;
What does she want! I think she’s crazy.
She’ll tell you true lies that are heavy
“I’m in love with another already”
Could this be true or she’s just not ready?
You may steal her heart with just some words
Then she just realizes she’s deeply in love;
But if you tease her bad, she hates like war.
Doing the things you normally shouldn’t
To win her heart when you normally couldn’t;
She will stress you like a math paper
Mining her heart for her chemical reaction
To catch the answer that feels her passion.
A lady is a study till life do part
Even when you’ve battled and won her heart;
Changing like a chameleon till you’re tired
But for the sake of love, never retire.
Copyright: Vkings
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Copyright © Kingsly Vunain | Year Posted 2020
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