Eighth Wonder A Woman

Which you are, Pretty and Smart; eighth wonder of you, this woman of women where my secret, she lives full therein. The world made you to establish her, and must now take her notice with great pride. Greatest of greatest savants, established for they would adapt to this mother of woman the woman they now know she is. Hard working her model of great womanhood. Softness of heart by those few and but; when she tries to say more to them. You are great, take them there and make vast wide all the more deeper a pond, no a lake from that river of such simple need, you understand it. In charge from the beginning and you are what makes them all blind, Woman of woman he can see it. Why 'I' bear witness too your long lives, because you can and thus within reach to touch the others in blossom sweet. Woman of creed, creed of woman you feed. I say, It' from the depth of your full red Lips. Their arms I will use; too balance my seductive broad hip, against which must lean their tree. l am at that stage of each and every stage, whereupon now it is they must walk and as they reach out to grasp and with compassion I know Delirious each curve my deep strong why, they ask. from it, Each Falling down, how they cry, more for it. I am that woman of every woman whom ever wishes to be. I enter the room the latter and leave as the latter, it seams. Orange blooms are sweet to each man and as such to each. He do I see, so I squeeze them, hard pressed they say it is Because the men say that I am, Eighth wonder a Woman.. Even though... i am a man.