she's the divine point for which I can't​ finding a substitute for, she the air of mystery that love finding hard to believe , she the music that give rhythm to my poetic being, she a satin Queen cover in dark brown, she has the dimensional of curves , created out of the image of a goddess , she's the awakening of my soul.
Poetic08'
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LP45 says: A lovely dedication Poetic08, Very visual. Thanks for sharing. |
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Poetic08' says: Thanks love , it always a pleasure. To receive a compliment from a Queen. |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Poetic08'
"Majestic Soul "How I reach far and wide , in search of one so divine as you , everything that you produce from inside, remind me of the Universe, you catcher may attention with out even trying, it's amazing how when you were created , you were created in the image of a goddess , your moon soft and gentle, truly you are a majestic soul.  |
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I can not undermine your presence....cause the universe will not allow it , it make me to realize. That the very fabric of your being is.... essential to that of a goddess , the way you speak , the intelligent words that escape from your soul to remind me....that a diamond too can speak: Black Woman, it bewild me to stand next to you....cause your vibration is so earth tone....yet it the prefect balance of what so above , stand below;
Black Woman, and the way you magnify your strength, only leave me to understand, that nothing can exist without the one divine love of a ( Black Queen) for your soul is so deep and so Intense....that in most case it can not be understood ;
Black Woman, i chase your fire....cause i know am in the right place, to be love the right way. |
"Can i mention your name"I hear there were a place where only Identical souls, play like lover and mingle like neo soul music and vibe at a frequent higher than normal range.... Can i mention your name , in this place of glitter....cause everything here is a reflect of the most precious diamond I have every seen ....My Beautiful Queen, can and may i mention your name....cause understand the very significance, of loving a Queen soul. |
"Black Poet"Above the rim my soul reach enpectable highs , seeking only that which can match this passion within me....surely you speak....yet from a foriegn land with unusualable dialects, I heard your language before , nothing change about the style of it , just the face , i wanted to feel you . But your soul had been battered....from many wars before me .....so how could you every hear me a black poet. |
Black Love
Today seem unbalance....yet we play with the though of forever....so many common interest, she laughed, I laughed, she cry , I cry..... our moods seem to reflect something more than lust, greater than I and you; At the end of day , we became this thing many seem to ignore....as both of our souls chase the very thing we want more, black love |
UntitleU talk to the surface of me....but not my soul , u talk to the surface of me....yet u hear not my soul, u see my pain....but yet u know not how to answer it....so the conversation carry on....u talk to the surface of me, but miss where this is going....how loud must i speak. |
Marriage meMarriage me and let me define....the real logic behind your soul .....as i give you a greater answer to is heaven real, Marriage me; so i may show you the reasons behind the sunset in the morning and the falling of day; Marriage me, so that i may see all the mystery why you are call a phenomenal Queen ; Marriage me; so that i too may know the fine taste of expensive wine. |
"My Queen"
Did you not hear the echoing of my soul, as every part of the elements reminded you of my presence : My Queen; did you not hear the echoing of my soul, as you went out into the streets....to play among wolves....and to only become their victim: My Queen: did you not hear the echoing of my soul , as every touch you felt , I felt ( My Queen, did you not hear the echoing of my soul....a long the walls of your great temple. |
UntitleUnder your soul,i find my peace ,the gentle touch of your hands i find all that i desire ,the sound of your voice,play with no ending, how i long for you ,it knows no time .....just as the breathe you breath , i die to be a part of it. Black Queen |
Black QueenYour so beautiful!!!!!, That even a blind man could see you..... |