A woman's heart

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Honey is well hidden in flowers

so are the emotions of a woman

 

For naked eye it is not visible

one need to look more subtly

 

What a shame when one knows not

Oh bee! teach me so that I can

 

Dark clouds casting over a clear sky

fog covering the beautiful landscape

 

Such is the nature of a woman's heart

well encrypted and deeply mystified

 

When stared upon; sky seems void empty space

yet it encompasses giant stars and big galaxies

 

So is a woman's heart seemingly lucid to naked eye

but its full of constantly swirling turbulent emotions

 

Oh my dear bee! can I become like you for a day

so that I can know what that was hitherto unknown

 

(19th Jan 2015, Paris)

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