a simple line,
a timeless sight,
each so fine,
adrift in the might.

mesmerized by,
a casual walk,
a flurry of talk,
Her name in your thoughts.

lifted by a fleeting glance,
time stops in Her supple haze.
caught in a moment- a trance,
a delight to simply gaze.

to happen a chance,
to look in Her eyes-
an intimate dance,
not alone She cries.

cradles of life,
Her curves give birth.
more than a woman,
mother of earth.

to be there in need-
Her wishes and dreams,
men labor to feed,
until She is pleased.

a life to fulfill,
not ignoring Her will.
to love Her when still,
He cries.

❤