A POEM A DAY 332

COMPLICATED

If I seem too complicated for you,  then I am. For, I am not a girl, but I am WOMAN,  so hear me ROAR! I am not a piece of meat, nor am I a whore, to be consumed or used, to be ravaged or devoured. I am to be adored as a precious flower. Not placed on a shelf, nor my pedals plucked but to be wined and dined, sipped and supped.

Simona A. Brinson

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