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ALLOW ME



They say a woman struggles are constant battle bettween peace and pain.

Well I asked you to allow me to be the one that relieve you from that strain of frustration and rain of tears.

Allow me to be the one that makes you smile and make you laugh because seeing the look upon your face is worth it each day of year.

Allow me to speak these words "sit down, put your feet up", into your presence because I'm about to give you a massage so relaxing to the point that you will not be able to get enough.

Allow me to play the role of the cook, and cleaner for you. Let me be the man that takes away the blood, sweat, and tears that your family and friends put you through.

 

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