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Tuesday, November 17, 2015

She



She 


There was no mistaking.
She was pure, honest and beauty
 emanated from her soul.
Her hips naturally swayed hypnotically, with
 beats of drums deep from the Motherland as she walked.
Her skin glowed from the Sun's embrace.
Hair defying gravity, possessing the scent of
fresh coconuts and mangos, ripe from the trees.
Lips full and luscious. 
Fit to sweeten your rooibos tea.
Bold and strong, yet soft and genteel.
Just when you think you know
 her, she surprises you.
She's a warrior in her rite, but
knows she's a lady first.

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