Just like her solivagant mind wanders and the soft vernalagnia colors her cheeks, rosy - poetry swells from her inside. What her camera captures, spins words of hope and despair in her.
Where the heart bleeds on to the paper, there springs poetry...
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#FRAGILESTRENGTH
You moulded her with softness Fragile like styrofoam sheets, Breaking at the slightest pressure But that couldn't stop her feats
You moulded her to be dainty You teach her to be soft all in all When you need a arm to support She's always been the cushion breaking your fall
But don't underestimate her softness For her helplessness and weakness too Her fragility is her strength that She bears it all with a smile for you
She's the power trapped in a decanter, The light of the world filled in a being She's bold, strong, capable, she's enough, Only you need to have eyes worthy of seeing
You need her caring fragility like a drag of peace As a mother, sister, friend or wife You desire her comfort to balance the roughness You need her softness to enlighten your life
Don't worship her as a Goddess, Until you learn to respect her as a human She maybe soft as styrofoam at times But she's no way weaken than any man
