Show me a woman
That can turn a man with her hips
In the artistry of burlesque and belly
Show me a woman
That can be filled with pancakes
And fill a size 16 dress
Show me a woman
Who can kiss you like spring
And color you like autumn
Show me a woman
That can hold you like a harbor
And scaffold your spirits with her hold
Show me a woman
That can collapse your knees
Even in the absence of a ring
Show me a woman
Who can wrench real tears
And soak a cotton handkerchief
Show me a woman
That can fill you and empty you
Like water to finite space
Show me a woman
That can surprise you like dawn
And undress your eyes with light
Show me a woman
Who will not dream of unborn babies
While making love to your body
Show me a woman
That will quench the man in you
And feed the boy within
Show me a woman
That will marinate your soul
And season your eyes
Show me a woman
That will unravel like a tube of toothpaste
Until all of her is naked within your soul
Show me a woman
That will crash like lightning
And howl like the wind
Show me a woman
That knows how to love like a child
In the absence of motive
Show me that woman
That will write your life’s script
With every drop of ink
Of her cosmic endlessness
Woman 3 (For International Women’s Day)
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