A Free Spirit
Early morning every day…
I wish I could go out and play…
Rather…I am good or bad…
Not playing is very sad…
Love rides me…
All over, inside and out…
Without it I pout…
I do not laugh…
But I shout…
I do not wish to be turned out…
I am me…woman…Free…
No man shall enslave me…
I was created to run wild…
If I choose it to be my style…
I am not just queen for one day…
But a queen in every-way…
Respect me…
Love me…
Understand me…
And receive my undivided attention…
For now and always
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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