Bright lights, dark spots
Fitted dresses, eye candy, and power lunches
Abs tight, ***** right, and half-time crunches
I am woman, head high filled with education
Light switch with no model limitations
Thick thighs, slap right but many do not understand the wave of me sea
Or the timing of my laughter filled with jokes of pain behind me
I am woman, filled with education
From past ways
Before me is me
After me is gone, Storm
Will he be the whirlwind that lifts me past life?
Or will I throw my words like jaded knives?
Either way the marriage is to thyself
The one to be true
One Take can turn black to blue
One dove or two
Finalist or finality
One finger or two