Keita Kenyatta
05-18-2004, 10:44 AM
~~~KENYATTA'S SERENADE~~~
I met you on the banks of the nile, running wild, like a child,
glowing, luminicent...wearing sunshine for your smile.
black silky smooth was groove, as your thighs danced images
of waterfalls in my mind.
Something about your eyes told me love was in your hands,
like the dark silt of life flowing thru the motherland, ah yes,
father time, divine, was my heart and soul while your mountains
of the moon took full control...of the haze and the maze, in my
mind locked my gazed.
Beauty, flowing inside out, no jungle fever cause blackness is what
she's about. An african Queen, rarly seen, buttocks bouncing with a
deep dark sheen, milleniums have passed by your eyes, kingdoms
thru your thighs...but today and forever I knew you'd be mines.
But wait, let me slow my roll from the deep dark hole, of her
universe and the lite that she molds. Long before heaven or hell would
exist, she blessed me with the nectar of her kiss. No sun, earth, moon
or stars, could have separated us, no matter how far.
Lions roar and eagles sour, as elephants stand guard in troops
of four. Clouds make a pillow and sheeps cry like willows as my heart
pounds softly begging for more. And when I found slumber curled deep
within her pod...she beconed from nowhere and gave birth to a God.
No crucifiction to her diction, no hanging on a cross, cause in her
thighs where I rise, is the place I got lost. How sweet it is to be loved
and I'm gonna,
DEDICATE THESE WORDS TO MY QUEEN "TSWANA"
Keita O. Kenyatta
I met you on the banks of the nile, running wild, like a child,
glowing, luminicent...wearing sunshine for your smile.
black silky smooth was groove, as your thighs danced images
of waterfalls in my mind.
Something about your eyes told me love was in your hands,
like the dark silt of life flowing thru the motherland, ah yes,
father time, divine, was my heart and soul while your mountains
of the moon took full control...of the haze and the maze, in my
mind locked my gazed.
Beauty, flowing inside out, no jungle fever cause blackness is what
she's about. An african Queen, rarly seen, buttocks bouncing with a
deep dark sheen, milleniums have passed by your eyes, kingdoms
thru your thighs...but today and forever I knew you'd be mines.
But wait, let me slow my roll from the deep dark hole, of her
universe and the lite that she molds. Long before heaven or hell would
exist, she blessed me with the nectar of her kiss. No sun, earth, moon
or stars, could have separated us, no matter how far.
Lions roar and eagles sour, as elephants stand guard in troops
of four. Clouds make a pillow and sheeps cry like willows as my heart
pounds softly begging for more. And when I found slumber curled deep
within her pod...she beconed from nowhere and gave birth to a God.
No crucifiction to her diction, no hanging on a cross, cause in her
thighs where I rise, is the place I got lost. How sweet it is to be loved
and I'm gonna,
DEDICATE THESE WORDS TO MY QUEEN "TSWANA"
Keita O. Kenyatta