In the Wake of a Woman

by

Phil Pochurek

There's something about
The wake of a woman,
When she walks by.
The magic in her step
The fragrance of her scent
The twinkle in her eye,
And the hint of her essence
She leaves behind.
When you've held a door
To let her pass.
Stood back to let her
Have your place in line,
You know what I mean.
An empty hall, an elevator, a phone booth
Where she had just been
A heartbeat ago,
You know what I mean.
There's no denying this wonder of nature
That we all enjoy being near,
Our mothers, our daughters,
Our sisters, lovers, and wives,
All touch us in so many ways.
Like the tail of a comet
Flying over and around us.
Like the call of the ocean
Pulling us towards her
With her infinite tides,
Beyond our control.
I'm forever amazed and lost
In the wonder of you.
In awe of your power of the moment
By just being who you are
A woman.

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