Woman.
You are a band of instruments playing autumn inspired symphonies
Your tears are as pure and sweet as ice-cream
And your lips have butterflies pulling at either corner so when you smile the entire world feels the flutters in the pits their stomach.
You are the personification of love.
You are the skeleton to the story of peace
You piece together broken promises with your nurturing trachea,
Cause your voice is the physiotherapy urging crippled emotions to walk on and possibly run into the arms of your affection.
Woman you are a dormant spring that has come to life in a man’s desert heart
That’s why they drown in your gaze, woman you deserve praise.
You are a bouquet of beauty.
The metaphor behind the word integrity, grace is your only disability and unconditional love is still a possibility as long as you exist.
Cultural roots are embedded deep within your umbilical cord
So you were cordially invited by mother nature to plant a seed, she poured you out into this earth
You were birthed through the canal of a rose and you blossomed filling this earth with your sweet fragrance
You are not just a diamond; you are the rough embracing and creating greatness
You are a rock, strong and unbreakable
Your passion is as tangible as your curves
You’re the entrepreneur to encouraging words
Your vision is as clear as your diction
All the lost and unloved run to you because you woman, are the most effective prescription.
Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 4:12 PM UTC
Woman.
You are a band of instruments playing autumn inspired symphonies
Your tears are as pure and sweet as ice-cream
And your lips have butterflies pulling at either corner so when you smile the entire world feels the flutters in the pits their stomach.
You are the personification of love.
You are the skeleton to the story of peace
You piece together broken promises with your nurturing trachea,
Cause your voice is the physiotherapy urging crippled emotions to walk on and possibly run into the arms of your affection.
Woman you are a dormant spring that has come to life in a man’s desert heart
That’s why they drown in your gaze, woman you deserve praise.
You are a bouquet of beauty.
The metaphor behind the word integrity, grace is your only disability and unconditional love is still a possibility as long as you exist.
Cultural roots are embedded deep within your umbilical cord
So you were cordially invited by mother nature to plant a seed, she poured you out into this earth
You were birthed through the canal of a rose and you blossomed filling this earth with your sweet fragrance
You are not just a diamond; you are the rough embracing and creating greatness
You are a rock, strong and unbreakable
Your passion is as tangible as your curves
You’re the entrepreneur to encouraging words
Your vision is as clear as your diction
All the lost and unloved run to you because you woman, are the most effective prescription.
