Cover…

I read people, and books… learned lessons in class… and on the street…
I’m educated daily by family, by friends, and yes… even perfect strangers…

I wear contact lenses, green… gray… purple… and sometimes blue…
I’ll rock a weave, some hair extensions and I’ve had streaks of fire and streaks of gold …

My hips are wide, bootie high and round, breasts tight and perky… definitely nothing anywhere near a size 2…

I’m multifaceted… not two faced… just strong willed and curious…

Old fashioned and conservative…
Wild and carefree…

A willful exhibitionist that is painfully shy…
I have the heart of an Angel… and the tongue of a Demon…

I’m stubborn… irrational…
Crazy… Sexy… and… Amazing…

My mind is sharp… quick… curious and quirky…

My eyes are brown, not chocolate… but deep, clear whiskey bottle brown, nothing exotic… just 100% me.

My hair is all natural… kinky curls, Afro poof… and jet black…

My body is Rubenesque… thick… solid… curvy… with thighs that go on… for days…

When I’m feeling vulnerable I can’t look directly at you.

I hate to cry… because when I do…
It’s a river that flows… nonstop until my head hurts… my eyes ache… and my body is spent. Sometimes it takes me hours to recover. My tears come from my spirit… from my heart.

My form of expression is in my look, it’s in my speech, and it’s in my action…
A direct reflection of the way my mind works… the rhythm my heart beats and the course my spirit is taking.

I’m a shape shifter… a chameleon… the object of your secret fantasies… and your recurring nightmares.

By all means…
Judge this book by its cover.

–    Nova