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She’s My Woman

Marta

She stands in the shade, cos the sun’s too hot
She’s bored with history, she won’t be taught
She loves to buy things, beautiful and bright
She’s the dark in my day and the light in my night.

I’m drugged by her beauty, nature’s secret sauce
I’m focussed on dessert, she wants the main course
She wants conversation and my latest insight
She’s the dark in my day and the light in my night.

She revels in her time, she lives for a laugh
Rules are for bending and not getting caught
She argues to win whether she’s wrong or she’s right
She’s the dark in my day and the light in my night.

I have no room, to keep her focussed in
She breaks my door down, she doesn’t do sin
I want to make her happy, but often we fight
She’s the dark in my day and the light in my night.

She’s a force of nature, I don’t understand
I love her certainty, but it gets out of hand
I use my head, she trusts her heart is right
She’s the dark in my day and the light in my night.

She’s a student of people and their intimate stories
With persistent good humour and only monthly worries
She is closer to God than ever I might
She’s the dark in my day and the light in my night.

Her face in the moonlight, I had seen it before
A flash of a past life and now together once more
As a priestess in Egypt she was majestic and quiet
She’s the dark in my day and the light in my night.

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Written by thus.i.wrote

November 9, 2012 at 12:04 pm

Posted in Poems, Poetry

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