How does one define beauty
of woman?
Let your words flow as you
may choose
But my words are gathered
from the dark nights and rainy
days of uncertainty of life..
When muscles, and bravado, and
wit, and all the reserves of manly
strength teeter on the precipice
of lifes razor..
When causes, and the great battles
for every sacred freedom have laid
me to the dust..
And my soul is weary..
And my power is dragged through
the streets like a helpless captured
slave..
Then in those dry and parched
moments I need the cool water
and gentle touch of loves heart

Behold! .. I give you woman**