A woman of wit, such a rara avis,
you may one day meet
on a narrow and old street
of a californian dream
and she may seem
ordinary
but the "ex",
hidden in plain sight,
can make her eyes shine so bright
her smile mirror
a wonderful soul
like a beautiful summer morning
with clear blue snow
and yet her cleaver nature
doesn't change her will
she's bound to a womanly way
of love and romance
silly moments with poetry and dance
mother attitudes and words
almost like little daggers or swords
but nonetheless so sweet and kind
that you've made her a home
from the inside of your mind
A woman of spirit walking in a dream
a spirit still and serene