poetry://Mother, Friend, Woman, Love, and Queen...
" Mother, Friend, Woman, Love, and Queen..."
She gave me life, she shared her blood to nurture me... Her own milk feed me...She bleed for me... cried for me...
Mother, Friend, Woman, Love, and Queen...
She care for me...trading her own life for me...Her Child...Her Baby... Waken-up late nights...at every whimper, singing a sweet somnolent song to cause me...sleep...deep in her heart she loved me, would never leave me...that was my MOTHER.
Mother, Friend, Woman, Love, and Queen...
She smiled at me, thoughtfully attentive to my boyish charm... She played with me...talked with me...
Mother, Friend, Woman, Love, and Queen...
she told me all her dreams she liked the boy... next...door... we played the game of life... She was my FRIEND...
Mother, Friend, Woman, Love, and Queen...
She made me imagine what life's pleasures would bring...She made dream...those day~dreamin eyes of mine, she redefined eve's beauty...
Mother, Friend, Woman, Love, and Queen...
Her body was so fine...as her smooth brown hips would wine... she made me sigh and cry...Ohh my goodness... here she come my way.. shimmering...switching that ahh! I think...I'm gonna die... here goes my WOMAN...
Mother, Friend, Woman, Love, and Queen...
She made me beg...She raised me from the dead...she kepted me going higher...and higher...she showed me life's pleasures...
Mother, Friend, Woman, Love, and Queen...
She made me feel like a man...and made me cry like a baby would...that she could...she tormented me...she was luscious...she touched me... as I too ...Touched deep within her soul... she dissolved all tensions, with tender penetrating kisses... She was my LOVE...
Mother, Friend, Woman, Love, and Queen...
She looked in my eyes...I looked within those dark eyes of hers... She was Divine! truly Phenomenal Lady...caring a my mother, warm as my friend, beautiful as my woman, sensual as my love... She was my strong Black Queen! My wife for Life...
Mother, Friend, Woman, Love, and Queen...
She's my divine lady...no longer had to dream...reality she would bring, along with kisses...she gave me tight hugs... I would never have to beg...Her sweet brown Thighs were open to my eyes...She gave me no lies...Her Chocolate smile...Black Cherry Lips...
She was true to my every fantasy...yes my divine wife...She made me a Man, a Father, A KING!...She was indeed My QUEEN...
By Hertz Nazaire [ naz ]
