the kind of woman she is

Well-educated

Decent manners

Wrapped by laces and organza

Modest in prominence

Also her stiletto and velvet clutch

Those are her whole fine garments

And definitions

Of a woman that shines and lights

In fact, she is a mistress wanted by all misters

Euphoria in her scents

In black she wraps up herself in mystery

Or maybe is it just her misery

That’s hidden beneath her rank in the society

Indeed, she is a mademoiselle hated by all madams

Though of all matters

She is just herself

A woman that is proud of her being—

The kind of woman she is.

-a.y.