I am a woman
a building full
of ideas
and emotions
too many hallways
and stairways
He will never know
all of me
his feet won't traverse
the marble
that is the strength of me
but his shoes will scuff
just the entrance way
I am a woman
with corridors long
that lead to other
doors
with no knobs
and no hinges
and no keys
How can that be?
I am a woman
I am a mystery
I am a life giving soul
I am the be of all be
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