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Queen May 2015
I remember the first time we met.
That was the first time you and I touched each other,
more like in a friendly manner,
when you shook my hand and I shook yours too.
You smiled,
and so did I,
and we both went separate ways to our homes,
where in my house I tried to feel the warmth of your hand in mine,
I began to touch my cheeks pretending it was you brushing your warm hands against them.

There's this vital importance of touch that we sometimes as being don't notice well,
but those who do,
can tell you that it brings both lovers closer to each other especially once both hearts have melted together like super glue.
there'also that mystery of touch when it comes to intimacy,
especially between me and him.
its both a wonderful and beautiful experience,
to please the one you love both in soul, heart and body.
Queen May 2015
Your Hand
Touching Mine.
This is how
Galaxies
Collide.
dedicated to my lover, happy anniversary Mon Amour.
  May 2015 Queen
Traveler
We embrace our flaws
Emotional lesions scar
We confess vaguely
Truths of who we are

An eye watches from deep within
Every thought and curse we send
The mask we choose for each occasion
The thought of witness breeds mutation

The carefree dies
And we become
One with source
When we're done...
Traveler Tim
Re To 06-17
Queen May 2015
My name is Queen Stuurman.
Not Queen Elizabeth,
or Queen Latifah,
but simply just Queen.

I am a unique being born and raised in the roots of Africa,
my culture and roots are proof of where I'm from,
I'm not made in China.
I AM PROUDLY AFRICAN!!
A representation of my country,
its war cry resides within me,
my rainbow nation skin colour,
the many stories about my beautiful country I have yet to tell in my head.

So next time you see me,
call me Queen Stuurman
that's my Afrikaans and isiXhosa surname,
made and bred in Africa,
I am the African Queen.
#proudly african
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