MATTERS
As a young idealistic woman
I would dive first
And ask questions later
Especially when it came to
Matters of the heart
And in this immaturity
I have suffered fools
And their insecurities
Their jealousies, their lack
Their un-mendable brokenness
I have grown tempered with age
When it comes to
Matters of the heart
Because I loathe
The distaste of suffered fools
I am a woman
In search of a man
Who is secure in himself
Able to rest in my confidence
My beauty, my sensuality
My curves and my edges
A man that will not
Put me on a pedestal
But a man who can
Walk alongside me
As we journey towards
A common desire
Simona A. Brinson
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