Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size. But when I start to tell them, they think I'm telling lies. I say, it's in the reach of my arms, the span of my hips, the stride of my step, the curl of my lips. I'm a woman. Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room, just as cool as you please, and to a man, the fellows stand or fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, a hive of honey bees. I say, it's the fire in my eyes, and the flash of my teeth, the swing in my waist, and the joy in my feet. I'm a woman. Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered what they see in me.
They try so much but they can't touch my inner mystery. When I try to show them they say they still can't see. I say, it's in the arch of my back, the sun of my smile, the ride of my breasts, the grace of my style. I'm a woman. Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand just why my head's not bowed. I don't shout or jump about or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing it ought to make you proud.
I say, it's in the click of my heels, the bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, the need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman. Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Maya Angelou
Current Residence: A shanty somewhere on the sand dunes of Florida
Favourite genre of music: something with a beat
Favourite style of art: classic
Operating System: Windows 7
Shell of choice: One found on the shore
Skin of choice: My own
Personal Quote: If it don't kill you, it'll only make you stronger