[mental4astro (Alexander)]

Driving home, sunny morning, Black Keys channeled through the car,
I then see her.
Clad in her wetsuit, bold with purpose and freedom
Her locks wind swept like the mane of an Arabian mare,
Her gait flowing, determined & graceful.
And it is her shape that pushes my spirit to rejoice!
The form of womanhood, fecund & primal
That stirs the millennia of evolution what makes
Men weak at the knees & strong to move mountains!
Oh Bronte Woman - forever seared into my soul.



I just had to share a wonderful vision I had of a beautiful woman I saw this morning. It was only a fleeting glimpse I managed, but the joy was exhilarating. I'm not normally moved to write a poem, but this morning was special. Forever special.

Alex.