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My Knowledge,Her Wizdom

   
I came with the what...the where      
The how..the when        
She presented me with the why        
The reason to my rhyme        
And time after time she showed me        
The woman she claimed to be        
She remained to be        
With her I feel no limitations        
She didn't come off as an act        
Giving me a 180 degree imitation of      
something she wasn't        
And I loved the fact that        
She thought for herself        
Taught herself to inspire        
Through true companionship..        
Never bothered with all that gamesmanship        
Trying to tip those imaginary scales        
Spurning those oft repeated tales        
About how to handle the fragile ego of males        
Instead she instinctively engaged my spirit        
Listening closely to hear its nuances        
Becoming distinctly in tune with my vibrations        
And she in turn shared with me        
Citations from her soul...    
Her goal?...a sincere man/woman bonding        
Responding to one another intrinsically...        
Unreservedly        
Reciprocity a constant        
And deservedly so        
Her sexuality never considered a        
Weapon used to ensnare        
Only to share a deeper connection        
And with care she would        
Manage her methods of seducing        
Without reducing me to the stature of  
The fractured wannabe's    
That came before she and I
Conscious of the rote behavior  
Of a habitual mind   
Never objectivefying...or obsessing    
Without the balanced oversight of her love      
Sharing intimacy through her strength    
And vulnerability..intimately      
Inducing my imagination        
And forever capture my sentiment        
Feminine and genuine in her approach        
Overstanding the nature of building with a man    
Indemnifying intentions and affections    
Identifying through my name        
Without yielding her essential self        
No self righteous stipulations        
No clandestine manipulations        
Never seeking leverage or capitulation        
No...she would just simply......be......herself        
From the very beginning        
And that was all I needed to see        
For her to become the why to my what        
The why to my where        
The why to my when ..the why to my how        
She was my then as she is my now        
And she will always be        
The woman of my tomorrow        
Written by Naajir
Published | Edited 20th Apr 2019
Author's Note
repost from May 2013
tryin to get back in the groove
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