She

Tempt me not,

Dare me not.

I am a woman,

Scorn me not.

Wisdom I have,

Endurance more,

And patience galore.

Power in the soul than muscles,

I can take on the world,

Hear me roar.

Kindness I pitch

That makes your heart twitch.

Of veiled animus she might be.

But you know she is fabulous.

Indomitable modesty,

Inevitable lucidity.

A cache of adjectives,

All of beauty and finess.

But wait! Thats not all.

Dont you mistake her for her goodness,

Dont you take her for granted.

Push her not..

She gets back for she is a woman scorned.

You know that it ends in renounce.

Now that is a woman, 

A woman you want to adore

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