Strong and sturdy like all the blacks that the slave masters knew
I need it unique and beautiful as the creatures that God created from dust to a new
I need a center piece for my dining room
I’m speaking of the sunset beauty and the mix races from now back into the days
And all the religious customs truss to amaze
I am speaking of music that moves the heart and art that transforms the soul
None the less I’m telling you of my dining room piece that
United and caused all sorts of aroma to turn in to nose art
it is one of kind
A gem, a goddess, a sculpture
Like the thighs and hips of a woman, like the curves to her stomach where lies the womb that carries and secures life, to the breast the feeds and nourishes not only for the young but for the older lover too
I’m speaking of a center piece that beautifies you and me
I need that type of elegance up in my living room
With the strength of man
Creating a new.
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Posted: May 2010
About this poem:
A couple that has grown with each other and is now looking towards the future the woman tells her lover how much she'd like to start a family by having a baby.
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