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WOMAN

WOMAN

WOMAN

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

Of the flesh

beautiful woman was created

and adorned

with the absorptions of Sun and Moon.

She filters the blue sky

and in her midst the swells of sea

gives birth to destiny.

Of the eyes

she hypnotizes man like a siren

and she is Queen

for what does a man have

when surrounded by her aura

but the life force of God.

Of her paradise

nothing more beautiful on the planet

can sustain her majesty

brilliantly glowing amidst our senses

captivating our hearts.

She balances the Universe

with her silent cries

letting her beauty align the Stars.

Of her body

she fluidly seeks to be a part

of anyone forth giving

and aware

of her natural instinctual scent.

Of the heavenly cosmos

she duplicates and manifests

the containments

that a journey would seek to implore

on the gravity of love.

Perfectly created she strides

effortless in the zones of sensuality

nourishing by touch

for the body is radiant of her.

Of her vocal ambiance

Violins cascading across mountains

She delivers to the ears

and anyone with a thirst

will no longer parch.

Of the mind

she has duplicated me into a better man.

Now I exist.

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