Friday, June 4, 2010

What makes me a woman?


Jun 4, 2010

Is it my round breasts that rise and fall with every breath?
Is it my long eyelashed eyes that gently look up searching?
Is it the curve of my body as my hips grace gently to soft thighs?

Or am I a woman because I feel so much deeper
and care so much more than the men in my life?
Am I a woman because a heartbreak will linger much longer
than the fleeting feelings of lust and love.

Because the fantasy of past is always better than its actuality
and in some histories, a woman's memory remains perfect
and the way your hand traced along my waist
and the way your body fit perfectly into mine
is enough to temporarily forget
your uninterested look of today

and to instead recall the way
for just a moment,
you understood what makes me a woman.

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