My World
My love frisks the ground
With a white cane
Owing to its poor sight
Its patience has stumbled
Its kindness stammered
And slipped.
But, Your beauty is my lens
Your strength is a beaming lust
Your lips as amplified as a yellow sunflower
and embellished like a vibrant lily
It got the drip like the morning dew
Your body like the horizons curves
Your Mountains providing security
Your Valley bringing comfort
Her skin a flowing river
Down the hill side
Your trees is like kinks rooted from heads of black women that rocks it’s curl in society and whose twist do not conform
I long to watch Your sun set
Her dark brown eyes as majestic as the civil dusk
Your smile satellites My World
like the moon
Its forcefulness like moon phases
It pulls and captures my love
And takes it closer to shore
And no one can separate us
Amid Your essence of beauty
My love needs no walking aid
It now walks by faith
And hope follows...step by step.
With Your beauty
My love can see to eternity
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