HER by Christo Diata

To: The sista from Knoxville Tennessee

She didn’t tell me her name
Pictures of her voice reign in silence
From the voice come pictures
Of gentle brown eyes
Incased in her
Her the manifestation
Of her mother’s heart
Birthed in screams of pain
No knight to save her this pain
Reborn tears in her father’s eye
Raised to be a queen like she
Two joined as one
One grown to become
That voice
She that voice that rings over my phone
Like the tone
That defines her
I speak in spoken word
So as imaginations sore
Into the ebon abyss we call the night
I send a prayer for her
That she will be blessed in flight
And her soul touched
By one with brown eyes
As deep and brown and loving as her own
Her to be crowned queen of her home…

Thank you for asking me to write for you lady. I hope you like it.
Please send a friend to my site so I can write for them too.
www.touchingthesoul.com

Love to the sistas

I am using this blogger to post my personalized poems to beautiful women of color... What is a woman of color you ask? A woman who is born with the relization we all come from one race. The original race which gave birth to civilization and mankind. DNA tests have proved it.
So these poems are dedicated to beautiful black women.. whatever her shade, whatever her hue, whatever her age...
If you have just passed by this page and wish for me to write a poem for you.. Just visit my website www.TouchingTheSoul.com and click "Poem for you". Help me to grow as a poet and as a man.

"I love everyone but can not be in love with everyone. My poetry is a way to uplift beautiful women for being just what they are. Themselves.
I hope you allow me to Touch your Soul" Christo Diata