Don't mind how you start,
It's how you finish that matters.

I wear my
Femininity
Like a French perfume
A heady mix of
Softness
Gentleness
Compassion and
Love.

Revelling in my
Femininity
Makes me not a
*** object
Revelling in my
Femininity
Makes me not
Vain
Makes me not
Frivolous
Rather
It makes me exclaim in
Celebration
Ooo! La! La! La!

I salute my
Femininity
As a work of art

A work of art
To be
Appreciated
Cherished
And yes!
Enjoyed!

Men
Women
Children
Are entranced by my
Sweet fragrance and
The nonchalant air of
Je ne sais quoi!
With which I carry myself.

A strong, feminine
Gracious woman
Is a sight to behold
Whatever her size.

She brings
Glory to God
Whose Handiwork
She is.

Oooo! La! La! La!

working in the bookstore again
conversations in the night

Australia, Ireland, Johnny Cash
my emotions taking flight

the store is closed, the quiet comes
we now work without a fight

driving home with Dylan on
the starlit deer a sacred sight

I have a few things that make me, me
So please let me keep those to myself

stop
breathing
stop
moving
stop
beating
(heart)
stop
writing