offerings

i am a woman, patient, and giving.
let alone too long and im longing
for someone to care for, to please.
i am happy doing this.
this is not weakness

everything i do will have him in mind, somewhere.
i like it that way, and, he deserves it.
he deserves whatever things make him feel the best.
i will give them to him.
this is not servitude.

this is a choice that i have made, i know what i want.
i want a man who deserves everything i can offer.
until then, i will hone my skills and talents
to make room for more offerings
this is not subjection.
i want it this way.
don't you dare call me weak.