Poetry of the DarkChild
	Soul of a Woman
				"God's Kiss" And God looked upon his black ghost of time... "I see forever the spirits speaking through your eyes..." humming like a river of lights..." And God looked upon his black ghost of time... as she smiled... darkness began to part and light stood shining... reflecting a shimmering color of stardust hues... sashaying across the absents of the moon... And God looked upon his black ghost of time... as teardrops fell from her eyes... leaving a storm of soft melodies as the sun is seduced by it's harmony... Then God smiled upon her darkness with a song... holding her within his palm... he blew... a kiss so divine... embracing his eminent... embellishing exuberant elicit enduring emanate ordained... Soul of Woman... And with his kiss... God said yes... "My greatest love yet..." (c) 2005 Lacretia Johnson
			"Woman" Her eyes are of black coal... slow burning through the sign of times her lips are of the red rose... naturally curved... lavishly exposed... love and debotion lye within the palm of her hands... with her tears of pain she bare birth to our nations and land... Sweet as the blackberries she is that of the epitome... Surreal... as far as the eyes can see her strength is the root of that in a tree... deep and for seen... strong and steady... Her voice give music to the soul that sings... her words are lyrics in a Black Symphony... her hair is soft like the cotton in the fields... gives comfort to those hands that lay upon it... Devine... impervious... through all circumstance she is... the intellect that educates the mind defying place and time... she is... Woman... beyond any definition will never be comprehended without her permission... she is... Woman (c) 2005 Lacretia Johnson