by Shanelle WalkerSweet chocolate, an sensation, God's heavenly
creation. She isn't just beautiful,
she's stunning...
thoughts of her are running,
running through my mind, the way my fingers imagine
caressing her spine.
skin as beautiful as NEFERTITI.
have you seen her?
I'm looking for her, I'm trying to make love to her
mind.
My intensions are to reinact her first time.
with something more special, she can sit back and
listen.
As her eyes glisten.
Let the moment last, sit back and listen to some Jazz.
Give you and new emotion, One you've never had.
She doesn't write poetry, SHE IS POETRY.
She is the similie and metaphor that I dearly adore.
Infatuation, is a fragment of my imagionation.
Have you seen her?
She is the ESSENCE of an ESSENTIAL BLACK WOMAN.
