I like the kind of woman, Who’s independent? One who can make a decision? Without a man’s consent, You know the kind of woman, who’s pleasing to the eye, And pleasing to di “I”. The kind of woman who is a, deep thinker, with superior intelligence She’s even a bit of a philosopher. And she can appreciate the simple things, Like beachside walks on moonlit evenings. I like the kind of woman who is way past Outward beauty, Yet she puts herself together, a real cutie. The type who will sit with me Listen intently as I read her poetry. A well read sister on a higher plain Who appreciates, some Marley, Tosh, Beres, Nina Simone Billie Holiday and some Coltrane A head in the clouds hopeless romantic At the same time a level headed, Well grounded love-a-holic. Who is addicted to my love, Cause that’s one thing she’ll Have an endless supply of. I like the kind of woman Who will not take dirt, Cause she knows exactly What she is worth. One who can handle herself capably Mix it up, rough it up, But still keep her dignity. She is a queen who, when she does her thing, Makes her man know he is a king. I like the kind of sister, Who can make me live in A state of bliss, Make me see paradise with A honey coated kiss. I like a woman who is confident in herself, And when she takes care of business, her man would be foolish to go anywhere else. Yeah that’s my kinda woman!!