Sherry
The mysterious woman from Egypt.
Oh beautiful Mother Africa.
The land of wealth.
The land of the Gods.
The time of Night has fallen.
The world in turmoil.
The heart of Africa lies strong,
the people feel the strength.
And here I lie,
what am I waiting for?
And why does she inspire me so?
Upon my mind she rides;
A figure bathed in the moonlight,
robed in white.
Her lovely eyes are all that gaze upon me,
as I ride across the desert sand.
Our figures in stark contrast,
her beauty is astounding.
I can feel it in her energy.
Captivating me,
teasing me closer.
What is it about her?
I sit, I watch,
I wonder.
I'm losing it again...
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And I wonder... as well..to read such a thoughtful poetry you did..and made me impressed as well..love the shots you took by the words..well done...
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who wrote what o.o its a collab right
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aww this is beautiful :]
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I wrote it. It was about her. If she wanted to delete it , I was giving here the ability to lol
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just speechless
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