Woman

Every verse, ever written is designed to admire woman’s beauty. Every single feeling, ever felt finds root in a woman’s heart. Every scent, ever imagined, comes from a woman. Everything that is said, even that which lays in the future, completely undreamed, is in a dream of a woman. Every creation ever made, even this entire world has a woman in the middle of it. Every single breath, ever taken is given by a woman. The reason for blossom is not spring, but the smile of a woman. That enchanting force, which holds all cells together, is the love of a woman. Mercy and grace are born in the look of a woman.

Heart of a man is but a nest for a woman’s world; in there a woman claims dominion, even before the sun itself.

We, men, live for a single purpose…