Woman

Delicate and torrid
Her eyes fixed and watching
Searching for a distant meaning
A touch, a breath
Her regard cannot be contained
Her body more than a mere vessel
Ever changing and unfolding
A rubber vagina
Producing life blood

Is her heart never to find peace
A home beneath the shallows
Wanton cries, wanton laughter
You see, she is more than just anything
Just Woman, Just you.

This one's dedicated to Cha and her poor friend who gave birth to TWO 10-pound twins via vagina (no lacerations!), and aptly referred to as Ms. Rubber Vagina. We made a small wager that I wouldn't and couldn't use the phrase "rubber vagina" in my post. Show me the money!