To You, Woman

If there is some mystic force behind the cosmos, be it God or Gods or Fates, we certainly were created in their image, as they seem to be right at the same 50/50 rate as ourselves. They got it wrong with rape They got it wrong with war They got it wrong with politics They got it wrong with the music industry They got it wrong with pimps They got it wrong with critics They got it wrong with logging They got it wrong with the infrastructure of society They got it wrong with artists who don't have it anymore They got it right with quiet afternoons watching the rain and the snow They got it right with the joyous look in a puppy's eyes They got it right with Mozart and Beethoven They got it right with artists who leave at their peak They got it right with the female form They got it right and they got it wrong with love Most of all, they got it right with the way your hair folds over your face when you lay down like a silk veil. There resides a great treasure that is revealed every time I lift it. The one ingenious masterpiece that even makes me want to love me so I can watch it forever; makes all the wrongs more bearable.