Full Figured Woman
I am a full figured woman
inside and out
Embracing my shape
as each curve tells her own story
My head you no longer enter
my heart you can not break
now you mad I no longer give,
SO...."ha ha" now you can no longer take
I am a full figured woman
inside and out
my arms and my mind wrap around new found joy,
yes this I receive from a real man, not a little boy.
And you thought I could never love again, "ha ha ha"
you silly, silly child
Your words no longer hold my attention
I fully understand how I can grow freely
not needing you, not one more minute
"Humph" you couldn't deliver anyway
I am a full figured woman
inside and out
no longer stuck in your ruts of disrespect.
I see me more clearly
blessed for a higher potential
Go on now, move out the way.
You blockin my light.
Yea I see you squintin your eyes, unable to stand my shine
in your eyes sight
Who did you think you were anyway?
I shook you off my pole, throw that fish back
after all this time you takin and I'm givin
I'm the one whose skinny and your the one whose fat?
"Naw brah" I ain't havin that
Thick, I am meant to be
curves full for all to see
I am a full figured woman
I am free to be me
SO...from my head to my toes
from my heart, down deep to my soul
proudly I sass, curves and all, by mirrors glass.
reflections and satisfactions
of a full figured me!
Copyright © Tamara Dunston | Year Posted 2013
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