More precious than jewels
I’m more than a face and more than a body.
I’m more than a vehicle used for pleasure.
And much more than a gentle kiss and a soft caress.
So much more than a cheap date and a night-cap.
I deserve more than sweet words and empty promises.
More than a longing and a wishing for something that isn’t forced and comes without resistance.
I am a woman built with stones of turquoise
My foundations with sapphires and my battlements made out of rubies.
My gates of sparkling jewels, and my walls of precious stones.
I am more; precious than rubies
Born for such a time as this
My worth far exceeds your temporary validation.
Even after the applause dies down
My worth will continue till the ends of the earth.
You see, I am woman
Made for the completion of man
The perfecting of his needs
To bring him help.
Without me, he’s made without function
I bring value to the promise.
Entrusted by the maker to be so much more than eye candy.
I lost the worth in my value
Lost the price tag that used to be attached to me.
So many have come by to have a look, but without care left me back on the shelf to gather dust.
Some didn’t even take a second glance,
Others simply stared.
They don’t see the work that’s gone into the perfecting of my splendour
I am much more!!!
Desperate to scream out this truth
But choked with dust and inferiority I sat there allowing potential buyers to devalue my virtue.
Bartering rates to lessen my price.
Until one day I found my voice
I am worth more and refuse to settle for anything less…