Sad Woman
You are a budding sweet flower,
Beautiful and delicate,
Yet, hardly aware of your power.
Don’t you know you’re enchanting?
And delicate to the touch?
Know who you are,
And be fearless to be a woman.
When you smile, so tenderly
It’s like a newborn’s eyes,
Beckoning for deep love
So sacred and serene.
Your heart is pure gold,
Your intentions noble,
I yearn to become your Romeo
Captured in your cocoon
Wrapped in the softness of petals.
Be always safe,
Karen
Cryssa