A Real Woman

If there is one fault I find with men its that they never really are able to distiguish a real woman, from amidst the bevy of females who present themselves for interest. I wish sometimes they could look beyond the physical appeal...the luscious lips, the full chest, the curves and tiny waist, the sweet smile, the scent of her...the piece of ass she is, and look for one moment, at the real her...what's inside.

Don't get me wrong, sometimes what's inside is pumpous, shallow and ugly...but in some instances, in some weird twist of life she is much, much more. She is a being, an individual, she is love, she is drama, she is a treasure, she is a woman of worth, no matter who she is on the outside, or her circumstances.

A Real Woman:

- Gets the job done no matter what the cost
- Walks tall while feeling low
- Sells her greatest asset for food for her children
- Takes no bows for changing minds and perceptions
- Sees no impediment to loving her family and man more than herself
- Gets hurt when her love is cast aside
- Aches for her man and uses another to ease the pain
- Keeps herself chaste for the man of her dreams yet will frig him up in anyway she can
- Marvels at the sunset and weeps for her soul
- Suspends her own dreams and aspirations to assist whoever she can
- Has a voice like an angel and only sings for her sons
- Is patient enough to learn a lesson in patience
- Can forgive the most heinous of crimes against her
- Can make love to Tom in the morning, John in the afternoon and her husband in the evening and none would know the difference
- Is not threatened by self proclaimed usurpers
- Allows a man to be a man, accepting his faults and his good bits :)

A real Woman will always be woman enough for whatever life throws at her.