You have great independence of mind and thought you touched my heart when you said Yes and then you moved on to a newer forest to find newer seeds. Let men not feel only they can breed with their seed The forests are widespread with all kinds apples pines oranges and peaches all have their own delicacies. Think not that you are alone the seed of vine which can be turned to red wine.
Women today know they have suffered much so why prolong the misery let's end the mystery; you are in life a forgotten history. Move on please the road has six lanes and in both directions you seek your own horizon.

The roads lead to opposite directions
we must chose our own
what is the need to moan
when you can lead
a better life alone

why be slaves
to masters
so very unkind
we all also
now have our own mind

Move on
look not behind
I will not be seen
you will feel
you are blind