Just Candy G.

Clearly I am not a fat ass.

I am act of brain,

And lip smacking, peach deep..

Sometimes too aggressive in its honesty;

And heart? sweet, that loves wholely and completely.

Whom it may choose, whomever it may choose,

I am not gonna lie, and pacify.

I am arms to hold, I am lips to speak.

I am a mothaf***in’ G!

Strong legs that stroll off the 33 bus,

Or out of a money green Phantom, comfortably.

Knees that bend to pray, Clean from Ajax washings;

Hair that is thick and soft, Thighs..

That betwixt an amazing, all expense grand prize.

I am eyes that sing, Smile that brightens, 

Touch that rings, and supplies euphoric release.

I am a Grand Don Queen Beast!

I am warm, I am peace.

From the roads of Botswana, from 23rd Street.

From the inside third eye..

Ever watching this wicked, wicked system of things.

I do see, I am friend to pen, and a lover of strong women;

A diamond to men, I am curious and interested like children;

I welcome the wise to teach, Appreciator of my culture;

Thick not just from bone dense and eat, 

I have a rhythm in my ways, and a practice in my seek.

And yes, I do crave the rhythm of my space,

With a man that rejoices in God’s grace, with faith.

I do hear to listen, to hands that fist when forced pushes to shove.

And your ego won’t submit; 

I am gifted, I am all of this, 

And indeed, the Shit!

Clearly, I am not just an ass.

OMG *speechless* smh…..smh