Poem: This Woman Is Fierce

 

THIS WOMAN IS FIERCE

Is it the flavor of my chocolate brown skin? 

The color of my eyes, 

That makes a man look twice, you better recognize.

 Is it the tone of my thighs? 

The roundness of my buttocks, 

That makes a man think my treasures he can unlock. 

Is it the length of my legs? 

The firmness of my breasts, 

That makes a man think I am an easy conquest.

 Is it the sway of my hips? 

The fullness of my lips, 

That makes a man's mind slip.

 It is all of my beauty, I cannot lie;

 I am a fierce black woman, I won't deny,

 That makes a man break down and cry. 

Is it wise to question my purpose?

 May a man never question the thought; 

When God created me, he was just showing off.

Poem: Turn To Me

 

Turn To Me 

 I follow in your footsteps, please turn to me,

 For there's no one else my heart longs to see.

 When I reach out, don't leave my hand free,

 Hold me close in your arms, where I yearn to be.

 My soul awakens whenever you draw near,

 My affection for you is profoundly clear.

 Don't push me away, casting doubt and fear,

 These lips have confessed, it's you I hold dear. 

 Turn to me, my heart, please do not neglect,

 It's you, I vow, I'll forever protect. 

With me, there's no need to be circumspect,

 My love, it lingers, not in haste or suspect.

 Beside me is where you'll find your decree,

 Caring and loving, it's what you'll clearly see.

 So just turn to me.