A woman is a gift from heaven, but like any gift, you must accept the gift’s imperfections as perfect, cherish the minute she gives as if she blessed you with infinity, and always protect her so that she can flourish like your favorite flower in the garden, blossoming to the full potential that her mind has always expected her to be. Don’t stand in her way, but open the path for her forward, all the while making sure you make sure that path is safe.
She is not a body part, but a whole damn symphony orchestra of strings, brass, woodwinds, and yes, kettle drums – each instrument is played not to be heard individually, but as an elegantly blended whole that creates a unique and divine symphony of feminine perfection, and her mind smiles and gracefully allows you to take the chance to be the lucky conductor that she always had hoped would grab the conductor’s baton without hesitation, and with the unbounded strength of love, guide her to the majestic feminine mountain top she was destined to reach.
© S.R.Carson 2018
this made me smile!! Super talented!!
She’s not a part of the body, but a whole damn symphony orchestra!
It’s so subtle and very impressive at the same time.
thank you
it’s so sexy … I love reading your blog … Oh, what naughty thoughts come to me at this moment ..