One cannot proclaim what a WOMANS life is or should be individually. And man is not GOD so therefore have no right to mold or weigh her down like concrete. So I turn to the words of a higher power about understanding the beauty of she. Learning how to get to know me for a better compliment of thee. I pray to GOD on the regular, about what inspires the drive of my effort. Like ambition goals and dreams in her devine soul. The struggles imperfections and downfalls that made her whole. Will she teach my daughter to twerk and son to thug? Or will she help raise a queen and a king to rise above. Can she be faithful loyal supportive as I would her? Or run the streets lay under strangers sheets without a care? All worries that I have the female has and rightfully so. We all want happiness in some way as cycles get old. Well aware of my role, to be that warm fur to her body in the cold. To never be weak, but a soothing cool breeze of comfort in the heat. But societys negative effects has a tight grasp of less fluent minds. So please LORD let her not be sleep but awake and insightful not blind. Let her inner strength shine upright and classy to never fold. Into the gutters where security is the new love and passion is sold. GOD I come to you not seeking perfection but the best WOMAN for me. Gratefully patiently waiting for that ultimate gift of a lifetime my centric QUEEN. By Kolin E.
Posted on: Tue, 04 Mar 2014 13:56:32 +0000
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