She Is So Woman - A Poetical Epiphany

She's so woman, I swear

On the farthest star in our galaxy.
Imagine me walking through rooms

of red roses composing songs

Only meant for her meaningful beauty.

Truthfully, I dutifully dictatejargon to justify her wonder.
I am up under her heavenHoping to inhale more of her.

She is so woman,

that I study astrology

on Aquarius and Pisces

for principles proposed by prophets

Who know of the Science of womanly magnetism.

Because of her, I have become a studier

Of the regal nature of the nurturer we call woman.

My final dissertation will be called

“The Archeology of the Moon Mistress.”

She is so woman
That my heterosexual manly nature

Cannot find peace of mind

In any man attempting to reproduce

her innate nature as original possessor
of what it takes to birth mother milk.

Her silk is solid...
I wrap her spiritual scarf around me
to inhale the magic she brings.
At night, songs I write, then sing.

Singing about her woman-ness,
her weapons of wisdom, her wonder

with power and precision.

She is so woman...

© Christopher Donshale Sims 2008