Girl, by LaLa
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Dark as midnight, mystical as the stars.
On the head, a crown of straight hair
A chocolate round face.
With a pair of slanted, light brown eyes
And an elegant stare.
Pretty white teeth with a broad smile
You won't misplace.
The fullness of perfect heart-shaped lips,
Small, strong feet holding shapely legs that float on air.
Carrying my firm, round swaying hips.
With strong arms and soft, tender hands.
To smooth and ease the ugly pain of nasty words.
That pierce the heart like grains of sand.
My beauty and dignity, Black Girl
Makes me the Queen that reigns.
LaLa Curse
12/9/04 |
Posted: 2006-01-25 04:05:43 UTC |
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