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I am Woman

Wonderfully designed…. Just imagine my existence started from his rib Take my hand, wander thru my soul, and take hold as my story unfolds Nurturing to the soul of the weak…. Comfort to the distressed But that is not the best of me U sees from the depths of my womb his seed grows I become the security blanket, intimate confidant of this wonderful life that is growing within me I become life preserver This thus far makes me stand and say “yes I am woman” Official manager to the stars that is husband and child Overseeing their well being Makin me their personal nurse and doctor Kissing scraped knees and wiping runny nose Being all that my family needs I get excited to say that “I am woman” I am always history in the making For I am that woman behind the man The woman living in the shadows of my children so they can reach out and grab the universe and run wit it Assuring their dreams is never on the back burner At the end of the day Once the work day is at bay With open arms my man comes to me and say “let’s play” Recalling that I am woman I share the curves of my hips The thickness of my thighs The poutiness of my lips Which I love for him to kiss I am rewarded for the many hats I wear Mother, wife, doctor, nurse, teacher, financial manager My man stops to tell me that he loves me for I am the woman assures that his life never into confusion strays “I am woman” oh how I love to say this for I am beautifully designed… complex at its best, but simple in my expression of love Just imagine I came from his rib…. But into a complex being I flourished I a woman….the glue of life’s existence

Poetryizme

I am the sensual caramel stuck between your teeth Each time your mouth opens your lips my name can't help but say Poetryizme....poetryizme...poetryizme Poetry runs thru my veins like crack from a needle Without it I would hudle in the corner..stationary in the feetle position...drenched sweat while my mind goes insane Every movement I make an melody is created Evoking the words to arise from the very depths of me At the start of my first syllable u start to dribble Inchin towards me swiftly for your goin thru withdrawls I shall shoot my words into your brains Feed your souls b4 withdrawls take control Poetryizme...poetryizme..poetryizme My almond eyes peer into your soul I then draw u with my words My intellect clothes u My passion console u Poetryizme....poetryizme...poetryizme The sound of my voice pulls at your heart strings I shall be gentle as I pop your mental cherry Make ya body sing until u reach ur climax I am your mental orgasm Mentally u reach your peak and ur body head to toe says Poetryizme...poetryizme...poetryizme