Perhaps I’m insane,
It wouldn’t be the first time someone would think that,
He thinks that I am,,
Cat lady in training

But little does he know,

I have a secret,
A light hidden,
Yes, hidden in my soul.

There, words flow freely,
It’s deeper than anything that he could comprehend,
Couldn’t even wrap his head around it,

His soul is new and naive,
Mine is antique,
Wiser,
Stronger,

He is muscular
Physically stronger,
I am feminine,
Softer,
but yet I am still 3 times the man he is inside.

So walk along boy,
Boy,
thats what you are,
Because a real man would see this light,
This gift.
See my worth.

Shoo fly,
Go on back to your cavalcade of short skirted, high heeled kittens,
Where looks alone makes your world go round.

Your soul will always just be on the surface....