Tears crash down my face,
Landing on my lips
And hesitating in the crevice between
Then splashing down my neck,
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eyes sees only what the mind know... mind has a mind of its own... it plays with shadows.....! !
Fine poem. Well said and all too true for many women. Still, you must find someone else. The situation you describe is that of being a doormat. You do the picking. Don't wait to be selected. Nothing is more powerful than a woman with an independent mind. You never end up being the substitute lover.
Very good write, BEAUTY.Keep up the good work!