[ The Beauty Unleashed ]
"Eat from my palms Eve,
let it be me, let me feed you
this time around"
Behold, how these hands holds
you long enough.
Drawing fire out of
your dark skin unapologetically.
The Sun literally feeds your flesh
all the way to your bones.
The son literally sees your perfectly
dark distributed flesh as art.
Hear his fingertips later choking
on all the words that struggle to
put your beauty in word form.
"dark and fearless the goddess
stood in the fading sunrays that
adorned her already breathtaking
sweet melanin..." he writes in
struggle to fit your energy in a mere
pen.
Be it true a woman out of a rib
is carved, your creation must
have gone into God's best recipes'
book.
[ ©Mofenyi Nkadimeng ]
[ 2020 ]
