think that women are beings from another planet.

 

 

 

 

 

The woman, the mistress of our destiny for a few minutes I come to think that women are beings from another planet.
The woman bleeds every month, the woman is able to generate a life, a woman is able to die to save those she loves.
The woman dreams when reality takes every possibility of living one single dream.

The woman is fairy wish-fulfilling
The woman is goddess able to help you in difficult times
The woman is the queen of a kingdom of her own
The woman speaks without uttering a single word
The woman wants without wanting.
The woman is dreaming.
The woman is smiling
The woman makes love
My doubt is who or where they came from women who are as utopian, emblematic, complex and higher.