Took from your rib
Don’t you know?
She still helps
Protect your heart
Return the favor
By protecting hers
Some say
She is your better half
But all she does makes
My family complete
And whole
She was made
To reach down deep
And uplift your soul
Her history is much
More than
What I can say
In words
Or even what I was told
She becomes bold at the
Same time vulnerable
Ask me why ?
She was made that way
To be sensitive
Of her surroundings
Because if you can’t feel
You would be caught up
By the spinning reel
Of untruths
So while we fish
Others look for us
On their gourmet dish
She becomes your
Eyes
In the back
Of your head
Keep you in the present
So you won’t be just history
Dreams of her complete pleasure
How we are mostly led
By Deon Souldier Ballard