'WOMAN'S HEARTBEAT'
Rey Jorca Supranes

In the first pangs of hunger,
Its faucets open.
Drowning the mouth
To sail away and not to drift
In a prosperous voyage.

Naturally framed
Like a mountain.
The peak is awe-inspiring
To adore and climb.
It is where the lullaby nestled
To calm the weary and dreary.

The arches are the paradigm
Of a woman's anatomy;
Of a woman's story;
Of a woman's victory;
To care and nurture
The entire humanity.

A woman's heartbeat
Does not come from her heart
But from the blessings
Of her breasts.