Africa Speaks Reasoning Forum

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I miss, really miss,
being in the deep abyss
of a brown woman’s thighs.

In between the tide
of today, tomorrow and time
where I have felt most refined,
divine.

I can remember feeling
the motion of her inner Ocean.

I can recall being wrapped
in her arms safe.

Looking into the mocha pupils
on her face finding forever.

I miss, really miss
being in the deep abyss
of a brown woman’s thighs
giving rise to a revolution
of the Lion in me.

She, tenderly rubs the pain away.

She understands.

She knows she heals man.

In those thighs I fight with strength
stress, long days, aches, pains,
the World inhumane.

Loving the scent and softness
of her brown skin.

Loving the Heaven I am in.

Christopher Donshale Sims
08/18/2006

everybody love di 'brownin' dem eeh man...whappen to di black woman? damn dat willie lynch... black woman! kill brown...cause a black a black.