The air is crisp but gentle as my lady went from street to street on her bike searching for the only one who could love her soul. The breeze was welcoming and soothing to her face as she looked right and left for him with great expectations. My lady had encountered many who loved her attributes and accomplishments, and her generous, kind nature to love and give; in return, they loved her also. However, there was a void inside of her that was not filled.  My lady knew that the

It has been debated for centuries, and to some, the verdict is still out: there is neither nor shall there ever be genteelness for women...