It is not intelligence I seek,
brains are all over the place
and they are cold.
It is not intuition I'm looking for.
That too is to be found everywhere
and it has a touch of arrogance.
Nothing of this knocks me off my feet.
But a woman may deeply impress me
with a mind that is
sensitive and brilliant,
open and discreet,
with thoughts that circumvent power games
and resemble her legs
with eyes and lips that show a heart
uninhabited by malice, tricks
or childish manipulation.
I like it when the beauty is there
in all its forms like a reminiscence
of paradise or of a mysterious woman
that is a rare flower again
also when she opens.