Sep 022012
Simple, soft and succulent
But yet clandestinely
Changing at will
Like the vicissitudinal trait in a chameleon
A spring of care and affection
Gushing slowly from within
Accessible to the chosen
But turns sour if taken for granted
A bee hive made up of collected nectars
Piled up on a land vast in hecters
Hey dude! Be careful not to spill the honey
Else you get stung, be you plumpy or bony
A woman’s heart is a deep ocean of secrets
That ebbs or flows as the tide demands
Through love and hate and sunken pains
In moments it either loses or gains
Well done with this one.
@kay, thanks.
True. A woman’s heart is also difficult to fathom. Don’t you think so?
A woman’s heart is a deep ocean of secrets. A tru statement was never made.