Me the Feminine <br />Gents rushing to open doors <br />Lipstick on my coffee cup <br />View diamond shod ear in the rear view mirror <br />Amiga saying “Don’t ya know it Girlfriend! ” <br />Crossing leg, and the swaying of an impatient ankle <br />Touch of my slip on my dresses interior <br />Face decorated with pink blush rouge <br />A deep voices saying yes ma’am or hello lady <br />Spotting toes adorned with million dollar red as I slip into bed <br />French nails that have never been to France <br />“May I buy you a drink? ” <br />Heels clicking while I dance <br />His hand on and the curve of my back <br />Four lighters spontaneously appear when I ask for a cigarette <br />hair to twirl while I ponder a great thought <br />A pink skin on my laptop <br /> <br />Feminine is a sentiment of who I am in my essence <br />It defines how I move through the world <br />How I experience give to the world <br />It is not something I wear or dare to fain <br />It is the way and truth and light of my being <br />Without feminine I could not be me<br /><br />Sandra Dodd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/me-the-feminine/
