Poem: Surrender.

OctPoWriMo #1

She wants to give in
to dark skin and light smiles
and surrender to the certainty
but resistance is required 
and temperaments told.
She's not made for this.

She's not romance
simply righteous
she's not flowers
only faith
but she has love and loyalty
to offer in spades.

If only she could surrender
to soft words and careful movements
a contrast to blunt and bold.
It will come in time,
if not inevitable, then destined
if she is to give in.

r.l.w

OctPoWriMo Day 1