Often women do not know their own power
We sit around waiting
for someone to give it to us
and then judge
there we lie
in what power we can claim
through judgment
Most of us learn our power
from a man
from a sexual experience
From a past that touches us deeply
and then we never forget
how to be ourselves
There is a difference between that innocent girl
that plays and flirts
and that grown woman that hunts and is coy
She is the one that has learned herself
The one tnat can manipulate her being
She can shape
and reshape
and reshape
again
and over
knowing that she is nothing but herself
in all her forms
She doesn't bow to anothers person
or cheer
She only submits hers
and if there is a concession
may offer an elixir
through a laugh
or sly remark
so that the stomach is that much easier
but the dose
is never weak
There she is
unapologetic
only waiting
on herself
It is hertime
and there will never be another time after
She blots out what fun you might have had
Because there is no fun
in one
who does not dance
there is no humilation in one who
does not bow
but only submits
herself
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