Hush… A Woman Passed This Way…

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Sometimes it is the softest touch that makes a woman blush

Not the harsh touch of the brute, not the lightning brush

Sometimes only lips need to be kissed – twice

Or dropped on the upturned hand – a single cube of ice

Sometimes words are not nearly enough, but a wink is too much

The gentle breath of the darkest night, a fleeting memorable touch

Women are like the flowers of Eden, a fiction to explore

Hidden behind some Fort Knox like… Cerberus guarded door

Sometimes all that it takes to have the flower blossom and open

Is a kind word, a gentle hand, a soft voice, that which we lack, we men

Sometimes a woman cries for no reason, and rain would be kind

Then a soft pillow and a warm blanket is hard to find

Sometimes all it takes is a chocolate milk shake and jokes

Nothing – in other words, that can’t be handled by us savvy blokes.

Konrad Tademar – October 5, 2009

2 Comments
  1. Joan Candy says

    Savvy blokes, huh?
    You wrote a nice poem, but I wonder how much you really understand about women :))
    JC

  2. konradtademar says

    JC… well, what can I say that I haven’t said already? First, a woman gave birth to me, that probably ought to be enough. Second, I have a woman whom I love and admire and who wishes to be with me forever, that ought to be enough as well. 🙂

    But I get your point. 🙂 Men don’t ever know anything about women, do they?

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