This poem is called:'The African Queen'. You can read it here or on everypoet.net for a more Poetry-minded atmosphere. You can read the original entry from which it is taken on this link called 'The African queen, India, China and Red Indians'.
The African Queen
She is big and strong and powerful yet remains so feminine. I have never come across somebody so feminine as you in my whole lifetime. The moment I saw you I had a crush. There was nothing I could do about it.
I look at you and wonder how you manage the day. I look at you and wonder your beauty. Your skin is dark. Your eyes are big. I wonder how you get through the day? What are you doing here? You are African. You feel African. You make me think of the purity of Africa before colonization.
How can I join you? How can I be with you in my journey? I want to be on your boat. I want to be with you on my journey. You feel like a soul mate. I am afraid somehow. I know you. I know I know you. Don’t ask from where. I come from the same place as you.
It feels like I cannot fail you. I must have failed you once before. I am fed up of failing you. I don’t want to fail you. I don’t want to fail you. I don’t want to fail you. Not again. When will I find my Spouse. When will I find you. You are waiting I know. You are waiting. You are waiting. I don’t want to make you wait.
Your face I know. Your face I want to know. Your face is what attracted you to me. Your face is so strong and your smile is so real.
I want to join you on your road on your journey on your voyage back to Africa. Your face is so strong, your breasts are so real, your strength is so strong.
You seem to be waiting and still in control of life around you. How to express your beauty in words? How to express what you need? How can I fulfill you? How can I make your dreams come true? I have to start from scratch again. It’s not so easy.
You make me want to become a man again. You make me want to start all over again. You make want to dream in you. I want to hold you. Yet your strength is so feminine. Yet your strength is that of an African queen. You are sexy and truthful. You are sexy and caring. You are young in Spirit and wisdom.
I am afraid. You are so black and so real. Not again. Not again! I know I have to proof myself. I know have to make this moment real, become reality.
You hold yourself in. I got to break through. I got proof myself as a man. I got to let you know. I’ve got to reach you. You make me happy just to be around you.
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