The water caresses her body This thing We call skin
Thick to thin Opaque to Translucent Firm to soft
In all its versions It encases the woman within Beautiful and full of wisdom
Her womb holds a world inside From once you came And where you desire to return
She calls to her masculine Not to protect because she is weak but because she is strong He is in awe and must stand by her side
Through the pour of tears Through the love she holds
for those that betrayed And those that stayed
She knows what you do not
It is a lot to bear within the delicate soft skin she wears So the water caresses her skin
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