January 31, 2010

She

Every imaginable emotion. Yes. Fierce protectiveness. Reverence. Lust. Chaste love. Sometimes desperation, and even insanity. She evokes them all. Upheld as a deity somewhere, looked down upon as a harlot too. She's seen it all. And survived it all. Her tears have moved men, her anger has razed forests to the ground. She's been called a heretic, a devotee. She's been accused of using her wiles to ensnare men, and never let the power go to her head.

And yet, when a woman loves, she loves. Without reason. Without guile. Without remorse.

7 comments:

  1. "when a woman loves, she loves. Without reason. Without guile. Without remorse."

    MY BLACK ASS

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  2. I expected that comment here. Cynic!

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  3. been the victim. your gender isn't made of saints

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  4. been the victim. All of us, Eb.

    Oh, you're getting it all wrong. :(
    Just had to say what I felt.

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  5. Then stop making it sound as if all guys are jerks and all females are Teresa!

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  6. @Mathew
    Maybe, I've never known a man to say that though!:)

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