How God Makes a Woman
How God Makes a Woman
How God makes a woman is a mystery to me, He searches the universe, and finds the sweetest things, then He brings them to the mixing bowl and gently puts them in, and as God makes a woman, the secret's only known to Him.
He adds in some secret sauce, a dash or two of sun, a little bit of angels wings and a couple cups of love, He drops in some rainbow to give her eyes that glow,
I said how God makes a woman, only Him and heaven knows.
Her hair is made of pure silk and her teeth from the finest pearls, her skin is made of raindrops from an early morning dew, and her heart is made of pure love from Gods personal thrown, a secret that belongs to Him, and belongs to Him alone.
Her cheeks are made of peaches and her lips from cherries divine, then He sprays her down with fragrances to make a man lose his mind, and now that God has finished the work He started on, He breathes into her the breath of life and she becomes a song.
By John Hanna
Copyright © John Hanna | Year Posted 2016
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