in the true sense of the word.
That's how she's held her own,
in a man's world...
She's waged countless wars,
and won them all with panache.
She fights with such fire that all
opposition is reduced to ash.
She thinks she is complete-
that she doesn't need a man.
Which is why she never knew,
when her love began...
Love crept on her unawares,
and now she's really unsure.
For the first time she hears someone,
knocking on her heart's door...
She's accustomed to winning,
giving in seems so difficult.
So she resists, but she can't ignore,
that her mind is in a tumult...
Someone's battered down her defences,
but she won't give in that easily.
If she just listens to her heart she'll know,
this defeat is sweeter than victory...