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.