WOMAN, Thine HEART was LIFTED UP because of Thy BEAUTY.

Ahhhhh …..

WOMEN.

Metaphorically they are like ovens,

  They exude electrifying heat waves,

They can be HOT,

Feel the temperature soars!

They contribute to global warming

They stir the male libido, enhance male testosterone,

ADAM  seeks  EVE  for love and to propagate the specie,

Life can be frolickingly idyllic in the garden of eden

if not for the demon of temptations,

Didn’t HELEN REDDY  insisted in her hit song:

” I AM WOMAN, HEAR ME ROAR,

IN NUMBERS TOO BIG TO IGNORE? “

***YOU* say OOMPH …**

What maketh the contemporary woman?

A face that launches a thousand ships?

Shorter hemlines and glowing allure ?

Seductive sex?

A persona that has wit and charisma entwined …

More?

Oh woman, thy power is SEX APPEAL.

Thine heart was lifted up because of thy beauty.

I read this poem dedicated to the female beauty somewhere:

“  Sweet like honey, intoxicating like wine, 

**I can and I will make you mine, 

Look into my eyes and you will see, 

That I’m as much a part of you as you are of me, **

  What will the resolution be? Only time will tell, 

Whether or not I’ve got you under my spell, 

Like it or not you are en-snarled, 

You have become enmeshed inside my net, 

**Like it or not, you’re addicted, 

Would you like to know how good it can get? 

Ingratiating to the touch, just like money, 

Sugar-plum sweet, sublime, so fine, **

  My powers of captivation have you en-snarled inside my net, 

And like it or not you’re trapped and cannot break loose, 

My angel-like innocence, 

That is the essence, 

That makes me who I am and makes me shine,

 Like a bee attracted to nectar, or the scent of a rose, 

**You cannot break away from me, for you are completely smitten, 

Ensnarled and trapped inside my net, 

There is nowhere for you to run, not to the moon 

Or to the sun, 

And there is nowhere for you to hide, not the East, 

Or the West, **

All that’s left for you to do, is to admit you’ve been beat, 

For what you have here is the best from the rest, 

And try as you might, you cannot break free. “

Imagine life as a musical or a feature without women,

Short of being a tad boring, it’d be devoid of colors on tapestry,

Hey GUYS …What do you really think?