My black African Woman

While busy blogging  I find this piece I hope u like it.

I want to fall in love with my black African Woman
I m a black African woman, my own kind

A queen who knows what my desires are

Cos I desire her too

Battered she may be grounded she stands with me

I am battered, too  we dont speak about it

For we cant change the past, nor can we change our culture

I  want to fall in love with my chocolate skinned dark woman

Ans remember to lick her skin every time I celebrate her.

I wonna fall in love with my black African woman

And angel who celebrates with me with a tinned fish and bread

And we down it with Coca Cola

To her a bottle of wine is unheard of
I wonna fallin love with her
Her hands can make fire
I hv felt her fire

I wonna fall in love with my African woman

And walk a mile with her

With her breath and birds, my music

I wonna fall in love with my Black African queen

Dressed in Kanga or Saronga but nothing underneath it

So that she is closer to me when I need her

I wonna fall in love with my African Black woman

To her the queen size bed is as big as the veld its self

I wil caress her, roll down the hills

In love and in a moment

I wonna fall in love with her

And say it  over again that I love her, and I love her so