Women

women people of elegance

made of fragile temper

made to function with a substance

substance that makes them be superb individuals

people of order, harmony and humbleness but expressive nature

 a substance that can rage their awesome nature

and bring a cloud of Cynicism

why would you make a women crazy?

are you not appreciative of the harmonious field they portray that you activate them

women people of the wolf descend without the smell that repel but that lures

people with a latent hunger for love only activated by affection

women, center of the creation although not the focal point

but people who are totipotent, handcrafted to perfection without limit

women, beings that have a gift to bring new life into the world

mothers of earth with love that makes one wonder if their exquisiteness can be stolen

Aren't we glad to exist amongst such race of wonders with their destructive nature?

but still have ability to protect and care for us all

their magnificence is enduring just like their unconditional love

oh mother earth with green pasture just like a women's tenacity