If I was a grand architect of design.
If I was the master of texture, colour, shape, style and beauty.
If I could mould and fashion and forge personality, intelligence, sensitivity, sensuality, generosity and strength.
If I possessed the perfect, potent power of pure magic
If I was a wild-eyed cosmic genius with a boundless, endless, limitless imagination.
If my creativity dwarfed and humbled every artist, scientist, writer, sculptor and mathematician who had ever graced the planet.
Even if I had dominion over all things
I still could never create a creature
as unique
and as extraordinary
as Woman.
.
.
© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Art by Marcos Beccari
I first wrote and posted this a few years ago – and as every year passes, I believe it more.
House of Heart
September 18, 2017 at 7:49 pm
Woman, remarkable creature captured beautifully within your enchanting poetry.
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Romantic Dominant
September 18, 2017 at 10:25 pm
Ah, Ms. H. Thank you. You are more than kind.
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