The depth of a woman's heart,
contains such mystic fervidness,
unknown to the common touch,
visioned as the oceans vastness.
The depth of a woman's soul,
the fiery ardor of the red rose,
the innate intuition unmatchable,
a warming touch, only body knows.
The depth of a woman's heart,
when uncharted by truest touch,
reaches forth like a blossoming flower,
earnestly seeking the connection of such.
The depth of a woman's soul,
a vast river of wild rapids rage,
entwined with the coolest breeze,
and the tranquility of Loves sage.
The depth of a woman's truth,
is a mystery only she conceals,
if touched by the truest heart,
will she choose, the unknown to reveal.
Note: this a poem in my mind, not meant to offend anyone......
Sir Geoff...Very Nicely done, Good Sir! '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR
I agree, there is nothing unpleasant, on the opposite, we are proud to be to mystic souls! ! your poem is really good, very well written, a great Ode to Woman and I'm proud to be one reading your poetry. Merci xxxxx
I too am perplexed as to why you would think this to be offensive to anyone at all. In my mind, you have created a wonderfully majestic piece, one of your best to date. Part of me is a hopeless romantic, so I admire your take on the feminine mystique.
Geoff.... why would this offend anyone? It's beautifully written and I have to agree with Diane that it came from the feminine side.... spot on! ! Helen xx
This poem from your mind, came from the feminine side, I can certainly see. Wonderful write Geoff. All the best, Diane
I believe as the saying goes........... you hit the nail on the head. Wonderful insight from the male being.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this offends HOW exactly again...? eni da kid