A Man not a Player

Ain’t looking for a guy to my equal

For that would be near impossible


Ain’t looking for a guy to give me the world

For material things won’t feed my soul


Looking for a guy who appreciate

I’m made from his rib

Who knows he is my boss

But I’m the queen of our crib

Looking for a guy to be my homie

Who can help me raise a family

Looking for a guy who can do the simple thing in life

Make me giggle, dry my tears and honour me as his wife

If you want all my love

I am willing to give

But first you gotta prove

That my love is what you wish to achieve ;)

(c) NomadicEmpress