This text was written in Spain during the summer of 2005 long before I realised the beauty of her


The Intrinsic Delights Of A Woman


The Intrinsic Delights Of a Woman



The intrinsic delights of a woman,
Are at best after forty five,
When she is alive to the maturity,
That motherhood brings,
And her eyes are filled,
With the sadness of a lost love,
Her heart with the joy of a new.
Then she is at the peak of her beauty,
Delectably ripe,
And ready for kissing,
Correctly.




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Written on 2006-04-03 at 15:05

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Christian Ward
Good thing europe has an ageing population, then

;-)
2006-04-07


Kathy Lockhart
Well the title alone made me glow! Then, the words, those wise and wonderful words, made me sigh! Thanks for a "delightful" read and a very enjoyable experience.
2006-04-07


Zoya Zaidi
Wow! You really go for maturity Mike!
Now, I know where your heart is!
(((((hugs))))
Love, xxx, Zoya
2006-04-04



lolol! oh wow! this means that i'm the right age!
2006-04-03