woman, I am

breasts, belly, thighs and ass

moving with the cycle of everyday life (the churning turning rolling dance)

all sashay and sway and persuasion – gentle or forceful enough to change the tide of the ocean

woman, am I

eyes that flash in simultaneous fury and seduction, repenting and sinning, sinning and repenting

power bottled tight beneath softest skin, coiled in full lips

ready to                          pop

arms that reach for a warm body, warm heart that sets akeel the balancing act between daughter and person

eyes once strong now needing and pleading and protecting and breaking and giving and taking and raging when not given what-

I want I want I want

woman, I am

am I?

I am

I am wanting I am flaunting I am sorry I am stubborn I am worry I am pain I am calm
I am sure I am uncertain

I am sure

I am sure
woman, I feel
when I am lying in your arms
woman, I feel
when I carry love