Staring at my own image Admiring what I see.

The way my body curves The way my body fits perfectly.

Men turn their heads to get a little glance.

They try to figure me out But there will be no hint.

My almond brown eyes flash Through the bright lights.

I'm one of a kind and that a fact.

You see I'm a piece of art So wonderfully made.

From the shape of my head And down to my waist.

Perfection is what you call me.

I'm strong, bold and full of life Unique and beautiful is right on the side.

Staring at my own image I see a woman A woman who was created wonderfully