She is Woman…
As she walks into the room,
She instantly transforms every insipid cell in your body to a thrillingly unparalleled symphony,
A kaleidoscopically epic explosion of that joie de vivre entwines you,
Aaahhh, not much unlike the Sirens of Odysseus did,
She is woman!
As she moves toward you,
The forgotten life, that life sans hope and meaning,
Suddenly ignites within you and sparklingly possesses you like some Elysian zephyr,
Beckoning you back to the only dance that matters,
That unique dance that only YOU AND SHE can perform TOGETHER,
For, to perform it solo is the epitome of hollowness, blandness and bareness,
Much like a parched man ever stretches for that oasis that is only a deceptive mirage, ever summoning you to the soul-slashing boredom of solitary confinement,
Instead, you sense within her rivers-of-life, elixirs-of-youth hitherto undreamt of!
Yes! She is woman!
You are drawn inexorably to her inimitable gait,
That gait that is so unfamiliar to the masculine spirit,
So riveting, so flowing, so reminiscent of a mystic river wooing another to join it,
So reminiscent of willow trees dancing effortlessly with a vicious storm,
Aaahhh, she is woman!
Then, then, she says “hello” to you,
Wow! Your mind blows open like a ripe can of sardines,
All logic, all wisdom, take flight like a group of terrified impala would from a hungry lioness,
Instead, angelic and cryptic and totally alien melodies flood your ‘focused’ male brain,
You delightedly succumb to her succulent charms, surrendering body and soul utterly and wholly,
You have been thoroughly subjugated, you never stood a chance from the moment you laid eyes on her, anyway!
She is woman!
Finally, blustering like a kindergartener, you ask her to dance with you,
Amazingly, she acquiesces,
You tremulously take her hand as the most coquettish feminine smile detonates upon her countenance,
Within you, your impoverished, isolated and half-finished heart opens up it’s chambers,
Like a hungry crocodile preparing to devour his mouthwatering prey,
As her smile takes you on a labyrinth-like tour of a cosmos that is so enchanting, so hedonistic, so bohemian, as to leave you panting for oxygen,
YOU, evaporate, you extinguish as you join the souls before you who have been blessed to be blended with the enigmatic and unfathomable and mind-blowingly-pleasurable feminine spirit!
Yes! She is WOMAN!
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Posted: Jun 2016
About this poem:nuff, said, sigh...