Asking herself, am i gonna find him?
Patiently waiting, through the years, and the doubt
Trying not to be discouraged, by the boys who let her down
Inviting others in, to her heart and in her mind
Voicing “am i worth it?” and “will he walk the line?”
And no matter what she says, when she’s hiding from herself
The desire stays the same, to lend a knight her help
Inside every woman, to the core of her being
Naked is the heart, exposed to be seen
Great with the desire, to be c.a.p.t.i.v.a.t.i.n.g
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