Februarys poem

Fantasy or realism, I’ll let you decide the best

Its secret woman’s business
The matters of the heart
The way they can lift you up
Or tear your soul apart

Its secret woman’s business
The way they play it cool
The way loves desire
Can make any man a fool

Its secret woman’s business
Oh yes they really are so nice
The Antarctic sounds pretty cold
Until you’ve held a heart of ice

It’s secret woman’s business
To turn night time into day
To give you the whole world
Then take the ground away

Its secret woman’s business
A million secrets and some more
I’ll keep going back for seconds
Love may one day lay in store.

Copyright Poetry in Paradise 15/02/09 2009 Reg Trade mark No 1028534