Black Poetry : How She Sits

Discussion in 'Black Poetry - Get Your Flow On!' started by Heartbeat, Jul 25, 2002.

  1. Heartbeat

    Heartbeat Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    She sits like all fine women sit
    So inviting
    Yet so unapproachable

    The tilt of her head just so
    As she read the front page of the New York Times
    I wanted to see her eyes
    See through that window
    That will lead me to her soul
    My ultimate destination

    Long, beautiful legs crossed at the knee
    Skirt four inches up
    Deep dark skin
    She was a beautiful woman
    Too beautiful for me?

    She shifted herself ever so slightly
    That subtle movement told me she was a beautiful lover
    Smooth and creative
    Here before me
    The reason men go insane
    So much movement in her stillness
    Yes, too beautiful for me
    I would not know what to do

    Her vision will forever be locked in my dreams
    I'll kneel at her feet
    Be her warrior
    So fine she sits
    A Queen on a throne

    BE
     
  2. sraheem2

    sraheem2 Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Nothing more sensuous and inviting than a Black Queen in all her natural regalia...making a throne of everything she sits upon.

    Felt this deeply. The visuals are incredible, and memorable, my brotha.

    Saleem
     
  3. Joyce

    Joyce Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Heartbeat, I have been waiting for a poem like this...and this went beyond my expectation...this is so pretty.
     
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