Before my eyes lies an image

Of such magnificence, I am unable to properly describe.

Upon this visage, lie jewels releasing sight,

Yet containing enough radiance to make the sun turn in jealousy

Below these baubles lay lips, or rather luscious plains contained in
crimson

The very essence of desire, for male objects of the same shape are
drawn…

Uncontrollably towards kissing them.

In the air is a distinct whistling of wind, through hair,

That flows as freely as a summer breeze.

Tickling the senses in the sum of this pictures reality,

As something that could only be born in dreams…



As day fades to night and the suns intensity is subdued

By the gentle reflections of the moons soothing hues

This work of art continues to materialize.

An indistinguishable pattern cultivated from the masses and
individualized,

With details of description.

Enhanced with… … womanly provisions.

Supple breast and arms strengthened with finesse

Firm enough to embrace, yet soft enough to caress.

Skin as smooth as milk or the finest silks,

Stretching to legs that move with elegance

And dignity, all should acknowledge the creature's power,

For deep within the beauty is found intelligence and empathy…



For her soul bleeds compassion from its pores

And love overflows her heart,

Her persona is one filled with laughter and caring,

And genuine arrows of affection, that are unable to miss their mark.

…though many offer misguided blows to her mind.

Hoping to cloud her emotions with illusions,

Of the perfect companion she'd hope to find.

Knowing full well, their best intentions could only provide her
compromise

And defeat…



And defeat is un-acceptable.

Know within her is the gift of life.

She is the mother of our children.

Their nurturer… Their Teacher… BELIEVE… IN… HER.

She is the angel, walking our youth into the Promised Land

Through the path of righteousness, guided by her protecting hand.

Though not an object, she is God's irreplaceable, prized possession.

Valued above all that is attainable.

She is a Woman, God's gift to man…

no true woman out here

hmmmm

post this in the contest for what you seek,,,

*grass hopper*

I think this is a beautiful poem...its nice to see how one can truely
appreciate a woman.

Its only how a woman should feel,,with respect,,and love,,tied in
to,,meaning of wanting her,,and enjoying her and most of all needing her
beside you all the way,,,,but yet im with no one,,,and mite not be for a
long time ,,,hell I was played,,and im not going through it again,,,lov
to all,,,Thomas

well i really like what you wrote it was great

Brought the oldies back up from the past....

Magnificent, very nice....