I run from him and my destiny
Because I can’t think a man would ever want to be with me 
But it seems he does 
And it is twenty shades of love
In every hue
And in everything a man or woman could do 
Together, with each other, that can’t be done alone
I see him on my phone 
And ask him to please be more clear
He said, “clean your glasses, dear”
And I spitfire in the sky
Scream out, what if you die
And leave me with child 
What will happen to my wild
If I’m forced to birth
Something that will hurt
Like a bitch
He says; “you’re a witch
In the positive sense” 
I tell him he’s dense
In a John Snow kind of way
But he doesn’t get the things I say
And my pop culture reference 
But in his own defence
He stays silent as the grave
And does nothing to save
Himself from my onslaught
And if there is anything my life has taught
Me it is to appreciate
What’s there because when you equate
Permanence to the temporal 
You set yourself up for a fall
And will he ever know
That my love for him will never go
But I can’t be the female he sees
I was never afflicted with that disease
In living life on my knees
And giving more than I have
Lost in guilt and feeling bad 
And he is more feminine than I 
But we both look into that which will die
And come out smelling of infinity 
If you could set me up, could it be with he?