Ode To The Woman Body.

Women,
because her body is full,
and flashed by gold gilding it,
emits a beam of light,
which is how blinding brilliance,
then, bowed my eyes.

Her body, is a sacred blessing.
It is home, to the Breath of God.
Cleansed, and glorify it.

The God, have created it themselves,
loaded with charm and mysterious.
The whole smooth curves,
is a touch of softness of her holy fingers,
her face's glorious smiles,
her mighty hand trembling,
and her chest-thumping,
rumble when shaped you,
in the middle of Holy Heavenly Garden.
Even God willingly to put,
his heaven under the soles of her feet.
Please take care and keep it.

You must always remember it,
her body is very beautiful,
it had already become a lamp
to The Adam,
when he's sank a fumble,
in pitch dark, and raise his spirits,
for the journey to Arafat,
and leading to Jabal Rahmah.
And don't let hers,
touched by the blackened stains.

How expensive and sacred it,
don't you sell hers,
as degrading
to closeout goods.

Don't be so easily,
you display her's,
on the sidewalk,
along the roads,
in billboards,
in the pages of newspapers,
and on televisions.

God is too jealous
and so love hers.

God's wrath
when his works,
are beautiful's,
inexpensive treated,
and haphazard.

So purify and exalt it.

In a secret.

Author's Note

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