Her big brown chestnut wide and bright eyes like sitting stars Bubbling brim of her full lips like his... Eyes held the cries of a thousand slaves who looked just like her Hips settling into carrying cage of an aged grown wombman...so when her eyes swell like a full well one could tell the drops plunk plop onto the pages... Each blotting her inked notes about you This one was really ready for 💘 But love was not ready for her Lust anchored in pants of the man she thought wanted and needed her...leaving her with semen stained panties... Goodbye airport kisses Loving caring kind woman so full of tupelo honey she was sure he'd drink with tea Dem kinda of good unman don't come round often She ain't no hussie; Her quaking quiver in her voice Is a love song she thought you like to finally hear her sing When love calls The hot cakes would not only rest in his bed ... but rise from batter... griddled pancakes to nourish your good morning hoping this black man she called friend would someday make her Queen Fit for a king...
2017 Lepadah
Dedicated to bj billie