As Only A Woman Knows

There's nothing more soothing than a heartbeat. The pulse of your heart is an embalming song! If I could stay here forever, disembodied Why don't you lead me and guide me thereon? On the wings of a dove... wings of your love. Why don't you heal me with your womanly, love? Why don't you nurture me in your tender arms? 'Good god, ' what sweetness now delivers me Cradles tells me, child, that you aren't nobody. I promise you, my love for you transforms. Why don't you let me lead and guide you thereon? Only a woman knows to be strong. As only a mother can, stop life's blows. Give me a second chance, a third or a fourth. On the wings of a dove... wings of your love. When you were seventeen with stars in your eyes, Like a huge Python, winding round and round The rugged trunk one indented, deep with scars, Up to its very summit, near the stars, A creeper climbs, whose embrace is tightly bound.