She is a fire,
she doesn't need a man.
Full of desire,
she creates ships with sand.
Horns of survive,
she knows how to take stand.
Cold selfishness slams,
she's a child of Ram.
Undoubting strength,
she knows what is deceit,
she knows what to conceive.
Taken for granted,
she'll show you a hell slanted.
May 28, 2017
May 28, 2017 at 9:18 PM UTC
She is a fire,
she doesn't need a man.
Full of desire,
she creates ships with sand.
Horns of survive,
she knows how to take stand.
Cold selfishness slams,
she's a child of Ram.
Undoubting strength,
she knows what is deceit,
she knows what to conceive.
Taken for granted,
she'll show you a hell slanted.
She is desire
with no fire
to experience or
witness your pacifier.
Give her your best,
she can ace all of the tests.
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