Okay, another old age theme but I love this spoken word piece that I wrote. Ladies I hope that you enjoy this one.
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Physical Presence vs. Physical Presents (1)

Hey you,
Why you fixin’ yo’
Eyes
On
Me?
I’m amazing I know.
But you gaze at what I
Don’t prefer you to see.
(At least not initially)
To zone in on
This beautiful creation,
This mother,
This Black Goddess,
This Queen!
That gave birth to “we”.
I set the boundaries
When it comes to visual
Intimacy with me.
My eyes are
Up
Here
Boo.
I see the Professor did
Not
School
You
On how to properly
“Kiss” my black skin,
The skin of black women.
You didn’t even notice
Or even care that
I’m infinitely sexy
Up
Top
Too.
Or maybe,
You
Just
Don’t
Possess the stamina
And required patience
To tactfully seek and
Unravel the bow
Of
My pres-ence,
My es-sence,
My pres-ents,
My es-sence.

© 2009 C. Thomas a.k.a. brownsugatou

brownsugatou
A black woman and her poetry.