A woman is delicate

Starting at her lips

She possess beauty beyond her smile

Beyond her hips

A woman synthesizes the world

With her eyes

She creates passion in a jungle

That could make God cry

A woman alone beholds strength

Within her heart

More than every man to ever live

Her wings always apart

A woman leaves paths of beauty

In her steps

Listen to a woman breath

For the first time an Angel wept

A woman

With the curve of her hand

She can make the sky rain

She can float the sand

A woman bleeds

Amazement and awe

She reeks me of temptation

Not even the sun can thaw

A woman is no color, no shape, no size

She is no possession, no number, no prize

A woman has no faults, no price, no reflection

Every woman is the very indulgence of perfection