By J S Eaton
The name of a woman
says to me
all the wonderful things
that she can be
A mother, a daughter
a lover, a friend
who stands by your side
to whatever end
In the sight of a woman
does heaven unfold
Her curves tell a beauty
of ecstasy untold
Her shape enraptures
My heartbeat grows fast
Her form is perfection
Forever will last
The smell of a woman
is a beautiful morn
Her delicate beauty
in natural form
Her scent is a blessing
as a cool summer rain
Her fragrance inviting
but never in vain
The touch of a woman
is a wonderful thing
She makes my soul smile
My heart starts to sing
When her hand is in mine
None else do I need
Ne'er let her go
Is all I do plead
The voice of a woman
is music sublime
Hypnotic, erotic
Without form or time
She extolls her virtue
with every word
I listen enthralled
Every syllable heard
The kiss of a woman
is ecstasy pure
warm and inviting
bold yet demure
Her soft lips do speak
of the love in her soul
Pure and unsullied
Her passion extolled
The love of a woman
means everything
our lives are for naught
if her heart does not sing
Love her and cherish
each day that you live
For the love of a woman
whose heart she doth give
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I'm an independent author. I have self-published two books, and am close to publishing a third. The books are part of an ongoing series called Aeonith. I have a website for these books and the world they are about www.Aeonith.com
