Hot Gyal ~ (For Terranza)
Hot Gyal
From the Caribbean
So round and sturdy
In your black beauty
You are all woman
The earth kisses your feet
The bush bush bows to you
Your smile so confidently saying
“Yes, I’m hot and I know it”
Try I may, but there is no way
To catch your pure African spirit
In silent admiration I watch
And feel you all over me
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