Women
Sometimes
women are not else than fire,
hot and spicy.
If they touch your white clothes with their blame
that will burn you away to nothing.
But sometimes
women look like dew,
cool and pure.
So, do spatter your clothes with their clarity
and wash your face, hands and legs
with their purity
Then stand up
Look at yourself
Ouch…
Who else has got the body stronger than a man’s?
Who else got the face brighter than a man’s?
So...
who are you actually, women?
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