BLACK AND PROUD


Where do I start from, who or what is she?
She’s the woman you’d find at every turn

From the hair that covers her head
With eyes of a goddess, sliding from side to side
Lips, plump,luscious and syrupy
Curves, one of those rare cases of a living hour glass

Skin, they call it “de la cream”, flawless,
You’d be moved to take solace in your casing
Like the rays at noon day,
When she arises she brightens up your life

Graceful in her carriage,
She’s one that knows her worth
The soothing aroma of her stunning presence,
A reminder of freshly brewed cafe’au lait

Beauty surpassed by none,
A fact she should be very aware of
As her wafting movements, is tasted by every eye
Her sonorous voice as of a dulcimer, sweet
One licked by ears aching to hear her say a hello

A woman whose love arouses every ones inner fears
You may be asking, Who is this woman?
This woman no man can deny,
Look in the mirror, that woman is you!

…………………………………………………………………………………..

Becca – African Woman

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