to my King
African King of ebony skin, over the moon and through the stars and galaxies i would fly through to reach you. your shoulders are broader than the Sahara itself with enough strength to carry the weight of your people. brown and beautiful you are, with an intelligence that supasses the infinate darkness of ignorance. you sustain me with your love in the same that the Nile sustains its people. when i long for you and thirst to feel your touch, i journey to your banks waiting for you to flood me with your love and gentleness. baptised by your essence and bathing in you glory. he is my alpha and omega...with arms strong enought to encircle me and all my problems, and eyes deeper than mahogany, everytime they catch mine i willingly fall and drown in them. he is the common denominator to all my equations and he mentally stimulates every cell in my being. i want to be your source supplying you with my lifeforce, come to me when darkness invades your space and allow me to illuminate your shadows with the radiance i receive from the Creator. through him i am transformed from a mere woman into his beautiful child, your annointed wife. chosen by him to be your queen in my own rite, by your side i stand rooted, unmoved, and unphased by the storm. your spirit has captured me and i am yours until the end of time.....