Oh, if only I could!
If only I could have some kind of cosmic power and be able, unseen, to whisper into the ears of every single woman on the planet, every single one, from the factory worker in Beijing to the Hollywood actress to the exhausted mom in Cleveland:
"You are gorgeous, you are a goddess, you are a daughter of the universe and divine! You are beautiful, you are wonderful, you are powerful, you are necessary!"
And if only, as the words slipped into her ears, she would seize upon them, she would believe them, she would know that they were true ....
If I could drift like a ghost upon the Earth but still have power to kiss the tears from every weeping woman's cheeks, to lift up her shoulders as she bent beneath her burden, to wrap her in a loving embrace -- and all that she would know of it is that her sorrow suddenly eased, her burdens lightened and that somehow, someway, she realized that she was loved ...
If I could possess for a moment, in turn, the being of every woman's lover and taste her kiss upon my lips and stroke her hair, caress her curves and feel her shiver with pleasure as we became one ...
Wouldn't it be wonderful?
If only I could have some kind of cosmic power and be able, unseen, to whisper into the ears of every single woman on the planet, every single one, from the factory worker in Beijing to the Hollywood actress to the exhausted mom in Cleveland:
"You are gorgeous, you are a goddess, you are a daughter of the universe and divine! You are beautiful, you are wonderful, you are powerful, you are necessary!"
And if only, as the words slipped into her ears, she would seize upon them, she would believe them, she would know that they were true ....
If I could drift like a ghost upon the Earth but still have power to kiss the tears from every weeping woman's cheeks, to lift up her shoulders as she bent beneath her burden, to wrap her in a loving embrace -- and all that she would know of it is that her sorrow suddenly eased, her burdens lightened and that somehow, someway, she realized that she was loved ...
If I could possess for a moment, in turn, the being of every woman's lover and taste her kiss upon my lips and stroke her hair, caress her curves and feel her shiver with pleasure as we became one ...
Wouldn't it be wonderful?
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