"Second Wind" by Kimberly "Redefining Freedom" McCrae.

I didn't just read the following poem, I savored it.

The moon reminded me that I was once a dreamer

Was once all

“Once upon a time…”

and

“Happily ever after…”

was long walks on spring mornings

and soulful duets with the water

I was an ounce of southern comfort

With a dash of Brooklyn flair

And every gospel anthem in between

Was never skinny jeans

But was bell bottoms

And a high wedge sandal

With painted toes

On bridges built into the sculpted arch of a foot

From tank tops

To turtle necks

I was someone’s wish upon a star

And I knew that home

Was where the heart was

So I had oft found a temporary dwelling place

But never yet found a permanent home

I was sexy

That’s what the moon said

As the clouds laughed until they cried

Remembering my 5 inch heel sashay

Coaxing cobblestone into catwalk

I was hips

And lips

And fingertips

With brains

And fame

And his last name

I was Ms.

Just in case he was not Mr.

And he

Was only he

When I let him

I was fine

Not like wine

But like a vintage car made new

Was hair

Lots of hair

That waved and kinked and curled

And never asked permission

to dance in the breeze

I was mambo

And samba

A ballroom dance in an embroidered gown

I was sipping wine on a fire escape

Counting playful stars

flirtatiously winking at me

I was city streetlights

With subway rumble

And tokens to take you

On a ride to eternity

I was beef patty and coco bread

With peach cobbler

and pink lemonade

I was eclectic

I was forever

Was forever and a day

Was no apologies

And no strings attached

A ferry ride

leaving here

Going there

A romantic moment

Hiding in the charm of a smile

I was it

When it was my turn

I crossed my legs

Sipping on starlight

And the moon agreed

It will soon be my turn again

Copyrighted 2013, Kimberly "Redefining Freedom" McCrae