There is something more than them being soldiers
There is something rebellious that you might not feel
It's a different vibe that you receive, it's unique,
Nothing like what you feel with the lady with high heels
And a load of perfume, walking down the street, with her stature
Striking you like a bolt of lightning, coming out of nowhere..
It's nothing like that..
Maybe the bitter of taste of cheese goes well with the ripe flavor of plums
A mellow feminine image decorated by the figure of strength
Maybe that what hits you hard on the face, rather than how tough they are
It is picking symphony over a love song or lullaby..
Guess it's the simple odor of power that tickles me under my chin
And lures me into the trap of nothingness within..
I know that they'll be out of reach,
Yet I am bedazzled by what I desperately beseech..
Ladies of military forces, posing for the cameras, it's a different world
Set me loose without a map, and I will be unheard
A world of jewel lays beneath this rugged coal
Yet I believe I can dig up and find the beauty of it all..
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