I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.
No lover, if he be of good faith, and sincere, will deny he would prefer to see his mistress dead than unfaithful.
Thou art to me a delicious torment.
When in the Valley of Despair I do roam
I ask the Mistress, "Please take me home"
Show me the happiness that only you can give
Mistress, My Mistress teach me to live.
Poetic surrender is all that you ask
Be honest with me, don't wear a mask.
By your side is found warmth,
at your feet is found strength.
To be with you,
I need to walk the Worlds length.
Your Smile is Heaven,
Your Scowl can be strong.
In your actions and voice,
is found a beautiful song.
So when in the Valley of Despair I do roam,
Mistress, My Mistress please take me home.
"The aim of life is self-development. To realize one's nature perfectly - that is what each of us is here for. People are afraid of themselves, nowadays. They have forgotten the highest of all duties, the duty that one owes to one's self." The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde
Ordinary life does not interest me. I seek only the high moments. I am in accord with the surrealists, searching for the marvelous.
Phenomenal Woman
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies
I'm not cute or built to suit a model's fashion size
But when I start to tell them
They think I'm telling lies
I say
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips
The stride of my steps
The curl of my lips
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please
And to a man
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees
Then they swarm around me
A hive of honey bees
I say
It's the fire in my eyes
And the flash of my teeth
The swing of my waist
And the joy in my feet
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see
I say
It's in the arch of my back
The sun of my smile
The ride of my breasts
The grace of my style
I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud
I say
It's in the click of my heels
The bend of my hair
The palm of my hand
The need for my care
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally
Phenomenal woman
That's me.
By Maya Angelou
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