ever look into a womans soul
wonder why she is different
it is simple and complicated
she listens to words and thoughts
willing to express the displeaures of life,
seeking to cast her thoughts and spells
a brew of her desire to be noticed
yet at times the thought are lost, why
the heart searches for the voice
who tends to her passion and desire
it is empty as the glass of life
she ask and question the thoughtless expressions
wonder about the mans soul
who left her in a state of why
often in a moment of depression.
a voice will whisper across the wind
it will be tender and loving
the mother asking why
her hopes, love, and trust do falter
dreams are made of hope, love, and trust.
she hears the voice of her dreams to continue
her life and listen to the wind whisper
for the voice of calm and true love
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