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by samkeliso Jun 4, 2009 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Do you really love me? Those words you always hear. A woman’s thoughts and concerns, The way she thinks, consumed by fears. Such a complicated creature, You try to break her mind. You follow all the hallways, But your answer is confined. To truly know a woman, You must speak from your soul. Somewhere in the middle you will meet, And the two will become a whole. Now you can feel her thoughts, And you know how she was made. Her pain you will never forget, Her love you will never trade. In the end, you will feel the peace, You have opened up her mind. Both can feel the others thoughts, Never again will we have to walk blind.