The curves of my shell don’t make me a woman.
It’s the love in my heart,
the thoughts in my head
and the tenderness of my touch that spews my femininity.
The twist of my hips does not make me a woman.
It’s the smile on my face,
the calm of my voice
and the right to a choice that makes me a Queen. -“Shell,” Alex Elle
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