Bring Back the Pin Up

I was a sexual woman

I was…

Until my consent and its importance,

I was robbed of.

This is the year where-

I rediscover her

In my coven

Friend to friend

My witchy woman tell me how to be-

A proud feminine,

Love bug again

I know, I know!

I will observe you in your glory

Take notes, mimic my old self and copy-

My memory

When i was classy, polite and dressy.

When I was gentle and nurturing,

An old soul in this shell of a twenty eight years young lady.

A fighter the woman in me-

Because at twenty I had a baby

And learned young how to be tender and motherly.