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Lovers In Africa |
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Street Poet Member
since 2002-07-07
Posts 82 |
"Lovers In Africa" I can taste the motherland every time we kiss The smell of love is how I would describe her scent Brown eyes, brown skin, blue skies The color of love is splattered on our minds I got this queen in my arms So..she's a part of me now I run my fingers through her natural hair As we get down Let's sit on the beach And stare at the water That is as pure as our souls And learn how the passion flows Let's make love during the thunderstorms The lightening will record how intense the session is The room will glow as our bodies smile With an Afro-centric kind of bliss We'll cuddle by the window As our love drenched bodies Air dry while we watch the sunrise…. Time to rest our eyes I can taste the motherland every time we kiss….. Lovers In Africa |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Wow, this is very captivating! I see you have been a member of Pip since 2002. Good to see you are back. Love, Margherita  |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
I love your poem! AND I live in Africa - in South Africa! - Owl |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice...James |
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XGarapanX Senior Member
since 2008-06-19
Posts 1435Antarctica |
He stepped out of Africa with the flavor of the Motherland, where the soil is rich and the trees are grand, like Eden before the fall of man. ·´~`·»Garapan«·´~`· |
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