I am lovely, I am charm.
I am waves of chestnut hair, feline gray eyes, soft white skin, and small square hangs with short nails.
I am graceful cleavage, classy wrists, a waist that shows and a slightly fleshy stomach.
I am voluptuous thighs and a sumptuous cunt above spheric knees.
I am WOMAN, her shape is full and flawless.
Woman is no more an orifice than man is mere erection. When my womb empties for lack of fetus, I will still be beautiful-bountiful. When I dry up, I will still be worthwhile. When my breasts sag again, and the imperfections show, I will not be shamed.
This is the mantra I repeat on the good days. I am ruined on the bad nights.