The Other Woman Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

from the logic of the florant woman
she is pure woman, my fave
she lives in a beautiful big mansion, not in a cave

especially when she is blooming
she is touching and sparkling
but when it comes to logic
she's getting a bit psychic

she is the florant woman
oft she is called the lady
since she has
the most sympathetic
energetic
marvellic
embodiment
of a young princess

that's life's zest
of a young princess
but especially as the florishing florant woman
she has that aura
the only one amongst the many myriad flora
my florant woman, my dear diva

and I daresay say after Archimedes
inflinchingly
Eureka!

© Sylvia Frances Chan - All Rights Reserved
Saturday 13 Feb 2021