Friday, May 25, 2012

Protected

My head cocks
Gently to the right
My chest sticks out
If you don't approach me right
Some label me a gansta
Some see the broken child
Truth is
I'm just a goddess
On the rise
And you can surmise
Anything you like
But be prepared for a ride
When you look into my eyes
Cuz I'm Nile River flow
An ancient soul
And my temperment
Is within HER Control
I can be slow and easy
Like a gentle summer rain
Or I can come down torrential
Like a hurricane
You ascertain
What do you seek
From our connection
But best keep it upright
Cuz I have protection

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