A true lady, in love with space.
A true lady leaves space wherever space requests to be.
Where answers carbonate,
and bottom lines rise.
A true lady allows space to do what it came to do:
spoil her rotten with solutions at no cost!
Space is the most charming man a lady could ever know.
Objecting at the very sight of her lifting a finger.
Hard work on a lady is a nightmare to space.
And space is no nightmare to a lady.
Space doesnβt leave her empty. He leaves her smothered in assurance.
Richer. Clearer. Surer. Softer than his last kiss.
Trusting was hard at first.
But he kissed her head & healed her wounds.
How beautiful to watch tough turn easy.
Space, the most charming man a lady could ever know.
Youβ¦you.