Woman

The beauty of a woman
Is in her eyes
In the swell of her breasts
And the curve of her thighs

The beauty of a woman
Cannot be measured
It can only be observed
And if you are wise treasured

The beauty of a woman
Is her mind and soul
And heed my word
They are a thing to behold

The beauty of a woman
Is something to kill for
But do not be foolish
As it is also something to live for

The beauty of a woman
Is in her wisdom
Which comes at a price
And sometimes that cost is freedom

The beauty of a woman
Is like the mystery of time
And for brief moments
This enigma has been mine

© Heidi Hoge