Cyrano's blog: "just me"

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I can almost agree

With David Lee

About California girls

And I have to give due

To the beauty I view

Like precious, perfect pearls

I would remiss

If I didn’t list

Some thoughts on what I see

For how things look

Like covers of books

Don’t tell you much about me

Blonde buxom beauties from sunshine states

Dark smoldering vixens from an exotic place

Stunning bronze amazons that could eat you whole

Blazing Manes from Celtic plains with scorching dispositions

Oriental women so elegant and full of grace

Behind the shoji screens they reveal a different place

The one universal I seem to find

Is that men don’t see a woman’s mind

Beauty and brains don’t seem to coexist

Like some paradox that shouldn’t exist

I pity those men, and their grave error

I seek first the beauty from the interior

And another universal truth I seem to find

All women are concerned about their behind

Or their waist, or their legs, or the size of their feet

Not one have I ever met who felt them selves complete

What a shame that is, and I’ll tell you why

Beauty is so much more than what meets the eye

Don’t get me wrong, I love eye candy too

But give me discourse with wit, and I’ll love you

Perhaps that is why the net is so appealing

Just mind to mind, without appearance revealing

But here is the rub and the crux of the matter

Women see men in much the same manner