She is all beauty in flesh,
Her smile cuts through the evil Human mesh,
Fascinates Men with her swaying tress,
She adds color to the Human dress.
Her sensitivity soothes a wailing brawn,
Her sweetened blood suggests a new dawn,
Her touch awakens a sleeping force,
Life breathes afresh, through this sublime source.
Amidst many roses lie a few thorn,
The question is ; where are they sown,
Finding them in the journey of life,
Would pale the roses and dull the earthly drive.