Every once in a while
When life's not so senile,
Beauty hits us like an impact
Leaving all but our eyes intact,
To see what others miss
The slightest flutter of bliss,
Passing us by like fleeting wind
And from this moment we can't rescind,
What it does to our senses
Void of all pretenses,
We acknowledge this gift
What time and God left us to sift
Through; of all that exists
That's just what life insists,
To admire the exquisite miracle
Of the human form; its pinnacle
Achievement; this is woman;
Distraction to and destruction of man,
And it can't be denied
Though we've all tried and tried,
She'll always makes us surrender
To her touch loving and tender,
And as we admit to our defeat
Just to be with her; is a triumphant feat…
© okpoet