Jacquelene Vanessa Moreno

You know that song, I know all of you do. The one song you listen to and it takes you to another place, a place only for you. You are sent to a world all your own and can get lost in your vision of beauty. May it be the warmth of a lovers touch, the serene twinkle of the stars in the sky or the warm breeze that flows against your skin that reminds you that there is something more in life that we cannot explain. Music was made from passion deep within our souls not our minds, there is nothing to be analyzed only to feel. So, When I say music is my life and It saved me I mean it made my heart start beating again, the air in my lungs start circulating and my eyes open once again to see the world for what it can be. That’s my vision of beauty when I listen to that certain song. Whatever you listen to that makes you feel beautiful inside, happy , silly or free. play it loud and enjoy. Let your heart have it’s time of comfort and it be just for you.-- Jacquelene Vanessa Moreno

Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me