A song on the whispering wires.

[riverotter]

I am a mature Navajo warrior.
I seek a rose in a bed of flowers.

A rose able to bend with the wind
and with roots firmly in the soil of life.

A woman with hands strong enough to whip up a mess of buscuits
yet gentle enough to make a mans skin sing.

I seek a traditional woman who knows who she is. It is said that a womans heart is as deep and mysterious as the ocean
but I fear not for I can swim.

Let us walk a path together side by side
with no one leading.

[ravenwoman_PREV (deleted)]

`That is beautiful!

[(deleted)]

`Yes I agree . . . beautiful.

Being a woman who often resides in the depths of the ocean that be my heart,
Oh what a comfort to know that some rare men exist.
Who would brave leaving the shallows,
to equally share
and explore diving . . . soul deep

[yonausdimisha]

`The gentle winds have taken your song as far as over the ocean, but few can still hear with their hearts

[chumani67_PREV (deleted)]

`I am a pretty "ordinary" woman, but I am not asleep..and maybe I am too much an optimist, but I feel any woman with a spark left in her soul and blood in her veins couldn't help but be moved if a man spoke these words to her.