What Look Got To Do With It
What's Look Got To Do With It?
This poem is dedicated to you. Miss. Gorgeous Tina Turner
You must comprehend that you turned heads at every corner
Of the world, because you were sexy, sassy and indeed classy
You were black, bright, beautiful, talented, skillful, and leggy
Yes, sure. You must understand that you drove us crazy
And our eyes were indeed all over your moves and body.
What’s luck got to do with it?
You were born a star in Brownsville, Tennessee
Your name at birth was Anna Mae Bullock
It’s amazing that years later you became the Queen of Rock
And Roll. We rolled and danced physically and spiritually
We rocked in our mind, not by chance, not by luck
And of course, not by third-hand emotion
We will miss you. We will miss you in motion.
What’s love got to do with it?
That’s an incredible exhilaration: the beautiful long legs
The silky stockings, the lights, the impulse and the racing pulse
Oh! Ooh! That’s too much for the poor heart to handle
That’s logical, illogical, physical, mystical and spiritual
There’s a new definition for love: the long gorgeous legs
We became as hot as you were. Ooh! Listen to the racing pulse.
What’s look got to do with it?
P.S. Thank you Miss. Turner for the hot ride. May you now rest in Peace!
Copyright © May 2023, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
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