That smile,
That kiss,
That voice so tender.
Those fingers,
Those arms,
That caress to which we surrender.
Man's words and actions,
That's our downfall.
Woman, it's time to awake,
Control your heart's call.
CONTROL YOUR HEART'S ACHE.
Brenda A. Ysaguirre
August, 2005
Copyright 2008 Brenda A. Ysaguirre
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