Not Woman, I die
If you don't see me I gone.

You don't feel me,
Between your arms
Between my legs.
You could never sing me
Your no woman, no cry.

Without tongue, without touch
How is a Woman to know she is wanted?
Without tongue, without touch
A Good Woman continues the dance
Enjoying the curves and crevices She possesses.

Without tongue but with cheek.
No Woman, no cry.

I am, what I am,
You say what you say,
But I am what I am.

And I'll do what I do,
Koz I am, what I am
I will not be, no fool, for you.

You tease me
I needs to free me
Koz you fear to be thee

Rejected, you don't know me
Distance kept completely
Unsure if I want a chance to show you what could be

I stepped aside
Koz you hurt deeply
Striving to heal
I released thee

Afraid I not enuf
And lose you harder
I chose to run
Too bad when it wasn't fully real
Never fully healed
Because I hid it from myself
Rejection too true to speak

Of course you wouldn't choose me
And I unarmed to watch you love another
That way I know you'd love your lover
I couldn't smell her on your smile
Become less and less significant to your other
And justly so.
I wouldn't watch
I chose to leave
I choose to be free
Won't have the energy to break away whole again

The truth you tried to hide from me
Had to hear from my heart that cried to me
Neither of us thought I, good enuf
And my heart would not face, your face
To hear as much.

The truth I could not hide from you
Felt like I had lied to me
Not much less you
For far too many a sun rise.

That I could want any less than all of you
What other reason do I need to ask to be with you
Put simply, I crave the smell of you,
Or how painless life is when I'm with you?

And so I pour all that passion, cardimom and care for you and our union
Into the arms of another
Who will inevitably get crushed under the weight of such power and clutter.
To early seen unknown and known too late,
Was meant for no purpose but you.