Is sturdy; strong like the mugumo tree in my backyard
And like that tree, you are firmly rooted in the ground
A native of the African soil
What you are,
Is a warrior; fighting battles and coming out unscathed
And like that soldier, you should be recognized,
Valued and nurtured
What you are,
Is a king; deserving to be treated like royalty
And like that king, you are regal and wise
Your actions are just
What I would like to do,
Is to sit back for a minute or so,
And take in the very essence,
Of you
What I would like to do,
Is let my eyes feast on every inch of your silky skin
Admire that beautiful spot, where pelvis meets thigh
And celebrate your very blackness
What I would like to do,
Is to let my fingers worship your muscular body
From the tip of your blackened toe to the top of your dreadlocked head
Soft and slow, now
– All rights reserved. ©, N.L., 2007
2 comments:
This is a wonderful piece. I see this man you write so lovingly about.
If only we appreciated our partners and told them often of our love for them, whether through actions or poetry, as you do Tafsiri hii...maybe the number of divorces and 'clandes' would reduce, dont you think?
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