sublime kisses,fervent moods, blank pages , personification of pulchritude

Many days she's lost herself in bitterness in just the blink of an eye
Questions of why is it so hard for her to be loved by a decent man
Glancing in the mirror she prays too Aphrodite for beauty over night
Not realizing that her herself is and will always be her number one fan
Taking off her halter top revealing healed scars from wounds of the past
Domestic abuse was never the plan but the love overwhelmed her to stay
If she could go back in time question is if she would give up or make it last
For fear she could have made better choices that frightful unspeakable day
Such frustration clouds her judgement as she takes a sip of apothic red wine
Thinking to herself this is not you damnit stop being so fucking melodramatic
Reminiscing of living life on the edge at a younger age such a simpler time
Going with the flow of her heart losing herself to the many ways of old habits
As a new day and age approaches she must gather the courage to move on
For among many she is still and will always be a independent but true queen
Nothing can hold her down for her passion gives her the will to stay strong
Therefore she will be able to empower woman who share the same dream
Men across the land will become weak at the knees from her sublime kisses
Her vibes will uplift the community of sisterhood as she spreads fervent moods
It’s the start of a new chapter with a new beginning enough with the blank pages
She's as beautiful as she wants to be representing the personification of pulchritude