What is a woman that she holds such power
Over men?
She is a delicate flower
Who when
Scorned
Reveals thorns
That prick
The hapless man to the quick.
Woman is a pussycat with soft furr
Giving off a throaty purr.
But those who dare
To stir
Her
Wrath she will, with polished claws tear
Apart.
Beware for the heart
In love given
May with stillettos be ridden
Over.
“You drove her
To it by your behaviour”.
“I am your saviour”
She will say.
And, as sure as night follows day
You will be begging the girl to stay
For her claws are now sheaved
And who would believe
That one with a face so fair
Could rend and tear?
K Morris - Poet 
The endless struggle of men, or so I’m told.
Thank you for your comment. In truth both men and women struggle, ‘Tis a terrible muddle that doth befuddle my Mind! Let both the sexes be kind I say, but one or the other must always have their way …!
I say, I say, I say. ‘Tis indeed true what thou art speaking.
Thanks! Enjoy your weekend. Best. Kevin
You do that too! Best, Nom
Thank you!
Ah. The battle of the sexes continues. Makes for interesting lives. No? Possibly. 🙂
Indeed! Thanks for your comment Tess. Kevin
You are welcome, Kevin.
Wow, very well written!
Thank you Jayne! Best. Kevin