Womaning By @poetsoul

The very desired creature, Woman. The other half soul of a Man.

She's hurling her hair, Oh man. And he's longing to touch Every strand.

She's running in joy of Love She wants to be caught in arms so brave.

She's the rain to his burning heart He wants to see her womaning around.

Her eyes shine only with his presence And they're tearful with his absence.

She dreams of living up among the stars, But he's just unable to get her the tallest stairs.

Still, she's content being with him under the sunshine

And the moonlight .

By @poetsoul