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Posted on Fri, Feb 21, 2014 02:40


African love


Dangling in beads i turn, 
Crowned with the body of a woman, 
And the strength of a lion, 
Adorned are the feet that move me, 
Trampling curses like the god of thunder, 
Banting and chanting, praises i receive, 
Beauty inwards and so is my prince, 
A kiss on my forehead, the future we lie 
Melodies and harps, like David he plays, 
On his chest i worship like the holy ground of Egypt, 
let the whole world attend our wedding, the beauty he made 
Children dancing, mothers hymning , elders seated 
The Labour they see with glory amazed, 
Smiling with grace, he wraps his arms around me 
With the feel of his manhood, the thirst for love i shiver, 
A strong man he become, the lady he made, 
I fear the best and expect the worst 

The love we have is God bestowed


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Posted on Wed, Feb 26, 2014 09:28

A very rare feeling (LOVE) indeed! :-)

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