I notice these Women.
They accept your nod,
Your word,
On sheer blind faith.

Why?
Because you've got something
Different from me
Between your legs.

I actually find myself jealous
Of the easy relationships
The automatic acceptance and
Happiness.

But then I realise,
Where, in God's name
Would we be
If I just let you

Take and take and take
Without a word.

I'd have to be a church mouse,
Silent and subservient.
And you know it!

You're happy with
My resistance
My thoughts
My own expressions.

We would have never taken
A single Step.
You said it,
And I heartily agreed.

Because I do
Call you out.
Question you.
Correct you.

How else could I
Learn from you?
Or you
Learn from me?

I'm not just a women
You're not just a man
We're learning as we go
And frankly I like relying on you.