SHE

It is beautiful raining morning.  
The traffic is set like military greetings the flag.  
The red light of the cars decorate the blurry view through the torring rain pour.  
And the windscreen clean gently waving left and right like believers waving hand in worship.  
 
From my window I glance  at the beauty of the nature.  
 
It was all quiet. The rain beating the earth like Chinese "gaogu"  
Rythme with the cars engines.  
 
Her perfect body sculpted by the suprime God himself, appear at the gaze of all.  
 
Her beautiful hands move like orchestra master seem to direct the wind.  
 
Her  beautiful feet was like a goddess stepping on earth was going right, up, left, spinning and jumping.  
 
The harmony of her  body moves, splashing around every drop of rain falling on her.  
 
Drawing under the rain all type of shapes.  
 
Her ballet was magnificent...  
She..  
She described the beauty of womanhood.  
 
The reflection of love and the power of seduction.  
She moved all attention. She conquers all resistance.  
 
She is a woman.  
She is feminine.  
She is strong.  
She is beautiful.