Someone's Daughter

For those who trot their masculinity upfront Displaying their shields of steel All but announcing "I am Man" Know that I have petals of delicate bloom I am someone's daughter too And no hand should pick me Without first recognizing My long strides in the sun growth My fragrance fresh to flourish My wildflower beauty To blend effortlessly Into the bleed of day They say no one should uncourageously entice a heart Without true intention of protecting it... I am someone's daughter too Be sure when your wandering eye Falls upon my path and finds me That your first look lingers In the stare of my eyes And does not slip to spindle down The length of my thighs Imagining not my lilt of laughter But instead the sound of sighs I am someone's daughter too... Men, I ask you to be brave And think to champion a lady's heart From the start From the place which first ignites the flame Steer her to warmth and not the fire Keep her safe and without shame Be the watchful warrior Overseeing what dreams may come Without disturbing the sweet sleep Of a tender soul That, alone, be your crusade And all too true It has it's just rewards I seek and search out the ones Who need not brandish their steel As if their only strength The good and mighty men Who dare to hold soft A woman's hand A maiden's heart I am someone's daughter too...