A woman is
A big cat.
A lioness.
A Lioness hunting more than the males.
The King of the jungle?? Only when it suits the tall tales.
A woman is a lioness who looks after her pride.
Strong taking care of her young even when the alpha man has gone.
A woman is a lioness who doesn’t need to be a shy.
Alone, Far from home an angel star bearing more than the scars can show.
A woman is a lioness she takes it all in her stride.
A woman is a lioness she doesn’t need to run and hide.
Fuck with her pride and she will right your wrong till death.
Take you to your last breath then rip you apart till there’s nothing left,
Or leave you as you are, a half arsed carcass.
She'll tell you you’re a worthless challenger and your game is Heartless.
She'll tell you you’re a worthless challenger and your game is Heartless.
Firm flirtatious feline down to do some “crime”, live in the grime and turn it into a den.
In it till the end.
A cub’s best friend.
Maternal instincts take over.
A responsibility make over.
Selected genes made it thus distance through ancestors persistent and resistance to entropy.
So why stop now and let them down?
Doing only what I know how.
When? Now not whenever
Never? ‘It doesn’t exist yet or ever will if my will has its way’.
A Lioness is eternally in the right now moment.
Hurting inside and taking it all in her stride.
A life of struggle not a free fun ride.
If you ever hurt her or her pride...
...You better run and hide.
It’s not that precious unless it comes under pressure.
Motives will turn treacherous like when pirates look for treasure.
Pain is what you’ll get if my hurt is for pleasure.
Universally wise it is strength beyond measure.
