She glides in rhythmic motion
Twisting her curved hips in her regal style
Her poise so graceful clad with a high esteem
Sparkling Jewels adorned her neck
Treasures stored, her toils of several years
Bouncy shiny hair that shown even in the dark
She radiates in good spirit
With a strength to call out men from their hiding
An infectious aura made only for her
She wears the scent of a woman
The world call her a strong woman
But she is a Queen to her King
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Giggles & Tales 
This is awesome…my first thought was of the old Pacino film sharing the same title
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Yeah, that’s right, you just reminded me of the great movie by Al Pacino. I’m glad the poem has a tickle in it, lol. Thanks for reading. 🙂
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You are welcome…:)
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Thanks for visiting my site–Cultural Quirks–and I hope you return.
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You’re welcome, Paula. I’m glad you took the time to visit my blog. I look forward to interacting more with you. So, I will return to read more of your post soon. Cheers!
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