the libra

She has no understanding of her needs She takes pride in the sensitivities of others The Libra She has planted these roots in my life So I may as well call her my wife She nurtured and taught me wrong from right She unlatched my palms to retract the knife of uncertainty Siphoning hatred from my life to restore my abilities The Libra Unlike Mother Nature Is family; my home The welcoming I can condone in My wife, my lover She’s unlike any other Man that I’m in love with She uncovers my Mr. Right whom I figured a myth The Libra Has no face She is only seen through growth and gain Remember that name Because the future can’t contain The rhythm and flow of her lyrical game So guard your ears before you hear ‘Cause the bang of her bass might make you go insane. -Ashley Browning