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Black Rose By Abiodun Oyewole

My youngin’ forwarded me an email that she found in her inbox. Apparently it was an email that I sent to her back in ’04 of the poem BLACK ROSE from the song Mind Sex by Dead Prez. This is one of my favorite pieces by the big homey Abiodun (The Last Poets). Enjoy! Shout out 2 the OG Abiodun.. -!YG aka Ladies Love

BLACK ROSE

She smiles, I smile
She walks, no she glides softly by me changing night into day
She opens her mouth to speak, and so sounds ring in my head
She speaks, and I want to dance to her rhythm
She moves ever so gently, increasing my desires,
Desires to place my arms around her waist,
Hold and squeeze unto me,
I want to melt into her body, and discover the base of her warmth
Her beautiful black body that, no human mind could ever conceive
She’s love She’s truth She’s real, as real as the stars that shine in the heavens
As real as the sun that bathes her body,
As real as the moon that glows and the birds that sing and the rose
That blossoms in spring for she is that rose
And not just any rose,
But a black rose,
Black rose stands tall and stronger than any other plant
A black rose, that stands as creator, of nations of Black rose
That never loses her petals, and blossoms all year round
Black rose,
Sweet rose,
Thornless rose Eternal rose
Please look my way,
Please look my way
Please look my way Black rose

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