*We spoke of beauty today
we stood next to the fridge
as ice splashed in glasses
of cider just bought*
Did you always find her
beautiful?
*well of course, how could anyone
not*
Of course I found her beautiful
hazel eyes, nestled so softly within
black skin so pure
ringlets forming, shaping
her face, in its beautiful delight
So what is it now?
the conversation evolved to
me discussing what I found so
appealing, or should I say
alluring, from this Bajan
queen
Gothic chic, ghetto life
her force appeals to the
deity of those who
frame and picture only
those accustomed to such
a spotlight
Inez & Vinoodh, Gomillion & Leupold
capture something exotic
unique
this black beauty reins, on covers
of all the images put forth to us
daily, weekly, or monthly
her beauty shines from the page
*in the same vein as she sings
of love and diamonds in the sky*
Talking, the conversation shifts
again, from her beauty, on an
outward space, which is impossible
to displace, ignore,
It's her heart, I can't even articulate
in this writing here, what she has to
offer, and what she offers to me
fallen, I surrender, my worth
measured
asking, am I good enough not even
for her, but to even know her
*He looks me in the eyes, I flinch a little
bowing my head, embarrassment,*
all I know, if I ever was able to call
her mine
never, ever, would I do anything
to let her go
for who
lets such a beautiful entity
free to leave
when there is only love
to be shared.
© Sia Jane
Oct 31, 2013
Oct 31, 2013 at 9:22 PM UTC
*We spoke of beauty today
we stood next to the fridge
as ice splashed in glasses
of cider just bought*
Did you always find her
beautiful?
*well of course, how could anyone
not*
Of course I found her beautiful
hazel eyes, nestled so softly within
black skin so pure
ringlets forming, shaping
her face, in its beautiful delight
So what is it now?
the conversation evolved to
me discussing what I found so
appealing, or should I say
alluring, from this Bajan
queen
Gothic chic, ghetto life
her force appeals to the
deity of those who
frame and picture only
those accustomed to such
a spotlight
Inez & Vinoodh, Gomillion & Leupold
capture something exotic
unique
this black beauty reins, on covers
of all the images put forth to us
daily, weekly, or monthly
her beauty shines from the page
*in the same vein as she sings
of love and diamonds in the sky*
Talking, the conversation shifts
again, from her beauty, on an
outward space, which is impossible
to displace, ignore,
It's her heart, I can't even articulate
in this writing here, what she has to
offer, and what she offers to me
fallen, I surrender, my worth
measured
asking, am I good enough not even
for her, but to even know her
*He looks me in the eyes, I flinch a little
bowing my head, embarrassment,*
all I know, if I ever was able to call
her mine
never, ever, would I do anything
to let her go
for who
lets such a beautiful entity
free to leave
when there is only love
to be shared.
© Sia Jane