Forever suffering from multiple delusions

Constantly drawing unrealistic conclusions

Always bleeding without a sense of inclusion

Please pardon my heartfelt intrusions

A woman of many words and emotions

Should dock her boat and cease reeling from the ocean

A woman like that should ignore the notion

The notion of love for which she shows devotion

She should heed my warning and hide

For the sorrow secrets of love are snide;

Hidden while fishing, behind the tide,

For love is an inequitable bumpy ride