Ebony woman
You have spoken Your secrets to me
Of love; its mysteries
Resembling the stillness
in the depths of the
sea
Fickle, much the love I see now is
Talk of eyes and being forever…
but changes in the
heart
Much like intellectual, aesthetic
Pornography!
Ebony Woman
I crave the secret of your constancy
You have taught me love is hard work
Commitment – not lovers with roses
running between trees
Therein is the depth of your poetry !
Ebony woman
I have seen the
strength of your legs
And the strength of your back
As you walked miles with a -for a child
Fighting of pangs of hunger as they attack
And as a lover
You have sang sweet songs
That have remained constant in their melody
For true love is hard work – beautiful - strong
Not lovers expressing their eyes while changing their
hearts-
You see
Therein is the depth of your poetry !
