Baby K in Blue

 

                        I'll be your baby doll

                  

                          dress me in blue

                          tanned and tall

                        I stand beside you

                      I'll be your baby doll

                         

                        real woman am I

                      Goddess gives it all

                       smiling as you die

                     I'll be your baby doll

                    sweet heart of yours

                     Belle of every ball

                    precious to the pore

                    I'll be your baby doll

                    strutt'n my sexy stuff

                     you beg and crawl

                   noth'n like a little fluff!

                  Katherine Marion

                  www.Supernaturalwoman.com

                  p.s.

                 Last eve, can you believe that I was 

                 asked," Are you a bigot?"

                 

              
                 Speaking to a very fat and fully dressed

                 young guy, wearing sneakers, and texting

                 on his i-phone, in the sauna.We were talking  

                 about the recent gay parade and how a couple 

                 of 'women with children,' that  he knows,

                 deemed this annual west end event, to be
                "inappropriate."

                As a confirmed hetrosexual, homeschooling

                a teen boy, in this gender-bending 'big city," 

                I found this old term, used to possibly 

                describe how I feel about remaining a 

                real woman, in an unreal world, rather

                curious, to say the least.

               The young, male attendant, who walked
               in on our very intimate conversation,
              claimed to be a 'real man," after I mentioned 

               my own favoured term that I often 

               use to so divinely describe myself.

               Then, the good looking import, working 

               at this particular posh, downtown health  club

               and spa, told me that "freak's deserve 

               their own day - once a year."  Especially

               since, as he so succinctly noted,  hordes

               of hetro's" parade up and down Granville

               Street, every night."

              How very interesting and sad, I feel and find, 

              that so many males claim to be 'all man." Yet, 

              this week, on the cover of downtown's very 

              popular "West Ender," my 15 year old boy

              finds his 30 something ... year old, government

              funded youth worker!

              When Kaelin and I peruse the page where 

              a full fledged article is available for public

              viewing, we learn that S was once a girl. A full

              hysterectomy, and breast removal later ... Heavy 

              doses of testosterone to make hair grow on that 

              chiselled chest. Hair already receding on his head.

              Yet, i am able to note, those lovely, soft doe eyes.

              The little girl that has been shut out .. forever!

              Even though I am saddened that a little girl 

              will never know the wonders of being a woman 

              and a mother. I am dearly hoping that one 

              confused child will find inner peace. 

             p.p.s

            As a woman, looking at the world through 

            eyes of innocence lost, I am sorry for all the pain 

            and aberration that I see .. now, accepted and deemed

            as normal. 

           Imagine if there were no expensive surgeons, willing

           to turn your clitoris into a makeshift penis?

           Imagine if some girls who decided to call themselves

           lesbians, before they had complete sexy changes to 

           become males who sleep with others of their new sex, 

           simply like who they were and worked with what 

           they were given?

          What un-kind of a world has this become, where someone

          like me, is shunned, reviled, and condemned? 

          I love being a woman. Even if I have been tortured,            

         tormented, raped, and ritualistically abused - by both 

         sexes. 

         I am whole and who I choose to be - Supernaturally!

         Hetro and Happy in Vancouver,

         Katherine