don't hurt her
for she is a lily
She is of the upmost beauty and elegance
And fragility
But she is not to be messed with
Don't play with her
Don't pluck her worn out strings in hope for a catchy tune
For she is a melody
And she lets out notes of pain and love so beautiful they could deafen a man
Don't make her cry
For every tear drop is an ocean of longing and regret
a symphony of every broken heart
She's built herself with her own two hands
she's reconstructed every piece of her broken bones
And stood strong without anybody else
Don't try to complete her
For she is already complete
She is a warrior standing on her own two feet
She is the wind and the sun and the rain and the snow
And she is ice cold when she's not the fire that warms your heart
Don't patronise her
In all her womanly glory
Each breast a trophy to feed her young
Her beautiful womb that holds glorious life
Cherish her
For she is everything and nothing.
Love her
For she will pour her entire heart and soul into you if she feels you are worthy .
Don't pretend with her
Don't try to change her
She knows who she is.inspired by 3 beautiful ladies in my life ❤️
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thoughts on clouds
Poetryjust a random collection of thoughts and feelings. 'learn from this , because if this hurts you its better to learn than forget'