She has arrived, she’s beautiful, scarred, humbled, and wise.
Most of all this woman is alive.
She walks with a hint of pride, but not too proud to admit her missteps.
Mistakes and lessons dance in harmony a 2-step.
Walking to the beat of her own song, dancing a rhythm with every step.
Melody uniquely decorated with triumph and struggle, she putting on.
She has a hint of mean, “if that what you on.”
Eyes looking at you and through you at the same time.
So much hidden sexy, for sure somehow this must be a crime.