Deliberation by Mario Sanchez Nevado
Art of Women
Her body is like a statue
a Venus De Milo
Chiselled
Polished
Marble
Covering a softer flesh
Soft as satin
to the touch.
Her Face like a painting
A Mona Lisa perhaps
Painted
Brush stroked
Silk screen mask
Covering her cunning brain
Seductive lips
ours to kiss
She is art
in the making
Rays of sun
make her golden
under bluest skies
She shines
Like casted Bronze
Her natures voice
make us yearn
Hearing words
She is singing
Filling us with joy
She inspires
As she has been
carved
chiselled
written
painted
And none can compare
To her true art form
When born from
A woman.
©Ranting Crow2014
Poetry can have forms and rules, though for me that often enough does not apply on me or my poems. As this is a great example to that. I do hope you enjoyed the read. Leave a thought or comment.
Best wishes
Ranting Crow
Ranting Crow 
Gosh, I loved it. I think I might print out your poem today and put it up in my study… and no I’m not kissing your ass, I liked it,.
I am honoured. Thank you Dude.
And no need for kissing ass. Lets have a cup of coffee. Cheers and again Thank you.
Absolutely beautiful.
Thank you! 🙂
Ditto
Thank you! 🙂
Wonderfully done, TJ. No Sirens needed here. 🙂
Thank you Desiree, for the being there with the one stanza.
🙂 Might even call it my masterpiece. for now
It was all you … and it is a masterpiece. You’re allowed to have more than one, you know.
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