PoEtEsS RaNt (Free-style)

The heart of a woman holds many secrets
Shhhh...I'll never reveal mine
Sublime, I'm at my prime
Tote the line, yet I'm conservative
Superlative conjecture may make one
wanna fester emotions deep like
the earth's core
My urban folklore tells tales
make you wanna flip from page to page
Insane?
Nah just brilliant beyond your comprehension
Mental ascension,
My mirror's reflection will keep you guessing
Look into my eyes
I'm not Medusa but their depth may seduce ya
Heiress of poetic treasures
Beyond measure my mind can't even fathom
it's capabilities....