Tell me it's real.
Tell me you care for me.
Tell me you're done.
Tell me your love is for me.
Tell me you're gone.
Tell me she's not here.
Tell me your love ain't got a lock.
Tell me she's not me,
And somehow I've won.
Tell me you're loving my dear,
Let me feel you.
Tell I've won first place,
And you're my only prize.
YOU ARE READING
Woman.
PoetryA book of poems and feelings. A book from a girl, a rose from the concrete. A Woman growing.
