Know Your Worth Ladies

I Was tagged in a beautiful poem from a very amazing man && wanted to share it, "needed" to share it.

If I were her man.
by DeVante Tidwell
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if i were her man.

things would be different.

things would be good. she'd feel on top of the world but at the same time, from it so distant.

shed get cocky and its cool, because of how beautiful i'd make her feel.

trust me its real.

and if she gives me the chance then trust me i will.

i mean id make her understand

the the smile tattooed on her face is to delicate

to ever force in the palm of my hand (ill never abuse you)

never misuse you

due to

the fact that i only want to introduce you to things i know that you're not used to.

is that cool?

you'll never feel insignificant

i'll simply read your feelings even though your emotions intricate

let YOU teach ME the program, to show you my submissiveness

and write you sweet memos full of sentimental penmanship

she's not a common flower,

everybody has those.

so i don't see you as a tulip, sunflower or rose. no

I don't wanna purchase one and then take it home.

let me be your greenhouse and help you grow on your own.

you're rare.

tell the weeds, to pardon her.

your soils are rich because you had some good gardeners.

its hard to stare at other options when you bloom

once in a lifetime at midnight in the moon.

so I'd tend to you everyday too

make sure I don't cause you to come out too soon.

boom.

popping out and getting up.

i respect your drive so,

don't let me interrupt.

the book of ambition is an edition.

That many read and destroy. yours, in perfect condition.

your different from the tradition.

you reposition hate and use it as ammunition.

your a woman, far from those other things of this incompetent world

you go to church, school, work and still has fun with the girls.

eyes. vivid and deep,

i could peer into them all day and hate when you sleep.

i mean what else is it that i gotta make clear

you're beautiful without style, make-up , or fake hair.

i don't care.if you have it it'll only appear

more striking and it'll make it easy to stare

and ill even let them approach you

because i know my deal with you is better than any proposal.

and is it not supposed too?

sweep you off your feet

but you'll float, you're high off of life now.

its like happiness is the crack and you don't wanna put the pipe down.

i know this is a writing and I'm reading it for a nice crowd.

but if i were your man, id be telling you all of this right now.