Literature
Natural Woman
Natural Woman
Don’t listen to him, honey,
You’re beautiful, always, and that is the truth.
Drop the blush brush and focus on the auricular,
You don’t need makeup, these marks that adorn you,
Represent wisdom and represent your youth,
Every crevice and scar,
Shows the pain, your fight, and parts of your heart,
And your personality shows you were raised by a king and queen,
Understanding you’re a princess;
Understanding only royalty is worthy of your presence,
These little lines around your mouth show your brother was a jester;
The hair that covers your head,
Those hairs curled into inquisitive, bouncing