〖当一个女人爱上一个男人〗

WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN


like this cup of dark, creamy coffee in my hands
her essence can that puts all the trivial
thoughts and nonsense in perfect order
turning my his heart soft and tender

a real woman can love more than any mother
for some “mothers” are sadly devoured by fear
a real woman, luckily a real man, will also learn
what really matters in this game called ‘life’

I hear her sexy murmur through the Spanish sonatas
her kisses, wet and undoubtedly dangerous---
a real woman’s kisses melt all a man’s barriers
telling him: this alone really matters

a real woman seldom cries
when she cries, she cries you a river---
something can never be defined between them
call it a “dream,” call it a “drama”

slowly, morning grows into a blazing noon
she is somewhere watching her naked self
in a mirror, holding him tight in thought
a real woman, like a mother, a sister, a lover
. . . .


::  Z.Z. , inspired by the intangible voice in art---

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• 印像的意境印像的帖！ -10pm- ♂ (0 bytes) () 01/26/2011 postreply 16:31:58

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