Bootylicious is a state of mind

Below is a poem I wrote and performed numerous times between ages 48-50. I am dancing into 53 in a couple of weeks and still shakin’ that ass, shakin’ that ass, so it seemed worth a post!

Bootylicious is a state of mind

Here I stand
Facing down fifty

A grandma already

My body long past nubile honey baby
Give me some of your sugar girl

My breasts are gone –
But so’s the cancer thank the goddess

My hips widen year by year
I march up the pants size
Six
Eight
Ten
Twelve….
Who knows where this adventure will end?

My ass sags down and down some more
Lines on my face
And jowls
Jowls?!

My body redefining itself
Road warrior

Been there
Done that
Proud
Still here

I never thought I was a pretty girl
And used to be afraid to
Wear it
Dance it
Throw it out there

I worried that you’d laugh at me

Who does she think she is?
Bumping her grind
Shaking that ass
She can hardly keep a beat
And definitely she is not fine

But do you know what the problem was?

That was my perception of me
And I gave it to you on a silver platter
To believe

And you did.

But times have changed

Today I am dancing in the tropical swirl of my own sexiness
Oozing

My party… you can come if you’d like
It’s on my terms now.

Bootylicious is a state of mind

Mmm Mmm Mmm

Here I go, here I go, here I go again
Work it, baby work it, baby work it

I’m not your average girl on the video
But who is? C’mon now

Yes it’s getting hot in here
Erotic city can’t U see
I’m loving my own self
Independently

You can watch if you please

I know I miss a beat or two
And my dance style is nothing but original

But I can see
That you indeed do like
To look at me

On occasion
Younger, prettier women will ask me
What is it?
Give me a clue to your energy

It’s simple, I say

Bootylicious is a state of mind

Maya Angelou says:

It’s the fire in my eyes,
And the flash in my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.

Oh yes
Oh yes
Oh yes

Bootylicious is a state of mind

And
I
Am
Delicious