Wild woman
Wild hair
Let your wild flow
Golden curls roll like waves
Over tangled misbehaves
Wild woman bare your teeth
Let out your slow deep growl
Something’s lurking round about
Something’s stirring in and out
What oh what
What could it be
A beast
A ghost
A fantasy
Ears hear quiver
Body shivers
Lips snarl back
Fangs ready attack
Prepare to hunt
Confront the beast
But beast is She
And She is Me
Have you noticed that March is Women’s History Month here in the US? I’ve been enjoying so many stories and pieces on the vast, diverse array of experiences of American women…thought I might as well join in on the fun and share a few stories of my own too. 🙂 Hope you’ll enjoy…
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