The Woman in Me

The Woman in Me

She puts on the flowery dress
To match with the pretty sandals
She wears her hair down
Graciously falling on her shoulders

Her cherry lips are amazingly red
They glitter every time she smiles
Brightening the face with a true
Dimension of happiness

Tall legs, skinny waist
Elegance rests in her
The streets are busy as she
Peacefully expresses herself into small steps

Foreign eyes stare at her beauty
She pays no attention
But smoothly walks away
Leaving a scent of innocence behind

Her walk is like music
Playing moving melody
She is a goddess in an earthly dream
She is the woman in me

The Girl From the Train

The Girl From the Train

It was a dream she said aloud,
Purple air, yellow rain and a colorful crowd,

Her friends laughed in disbelief
She pushed them softly and threatened to leave

She closed her eyes and smiled in awe,
such quantic beauty her eyes never saw

She had a dream about the world,
Life was fluid, a colorful energy ball.