It’s not how she moves
It’s not how she touches the sky when she breathes
It’s not in her smile, not in her snarl
It’s just how she is
It’s not how she waits
How she remembers how to be late
It’s not how she forgets, how she forgives
It’s just how she is
It’s not how she speaks
It’s not how she weighs every word she declares
It’s not in her eyes, not in her stare
It’s just how she is
It’s not how she tries
It’s not in her effortless ways to be her
It’s not in her stance, her sexy appeal
It’s just how she is
It’s how she sees beneath the surface of my skin
It’s how she’s bent on never letting them win
It’s how she turns and refuses the choice to fall
The way she looks at me and tells me I’m her all
But it’s all in her voice
It’s all in the roll of her hips as she claims
It’s all in her moans, all in her groans
It’s just how she is
It’s all in her hunger
It’s all in the greed that she willingly takes
It’s how her eyes roll, how she lets go
It’s just how she is
It’s the way that she breaks
It’s the way she pulls me down with her
All in her heat, all in her burn
It’s just how she is
It’s the way that she glides
It’s the way that she paints me in her release
It’s the way that I come, fully undone
It’s just how she is
It’s how she sees beneath the surface of my skin
It’s how she’s bent on never letting them win
It’s how she turns and refuses the choice to fall
The way she looks at me and tells me I’m her all
