she walks

 

She walks like she’s marching

  to the beat of her own melody

      the rhythm of her own drum

          the tune of her own song

stopping her feet

twirling her skirts

raising her hands

She’s hearin’ that flow

She’s seein’ that stream

She’s catchin’ that winged tune

       Swinging her hips

       Moving her body

       Bending her knees

She moves to her song

Lives with her view of beauty

Exists to her A, B, D, C, F, G, & E

Author's Note

Cp. 8:10PM Sat 02/09/08 �Everything� BuckCherry �Since You�ve Been Gone� NB continuation wfowo and idea, writing (Written, Big Red)