A woman without her man.

Is like...
           ... A lyrics without a tone.
           ... A poem without it's  rhyme.
           ... A flower without it's smell
           ... A moon without the stars.

A woman without her man


is the same as...
           ... A math problem without it's  formula.
            ... A sun without its sunlight.
            ... And crying without  any tears at all.

The essence of a woman can be found in the presence of her man.

And here I am,
I'm just a woman without her man.

012017- Yhin2x