Poems from wnclayton
LITTLE BLACK BOY Beautiful black boy, drawing dreams in the sand washed away with the tide, flowed through your hands edifying your soul...
WE ARE TWINS We undoubtedly share the same soul!We are from different mothersand unrelated to one another.Still, we're two halves, that...
How many cries in final goodbyes?
How many tries until love finally dies?
BLACK LOVE I watched her... watched her as she slowly undressed.Supple Nubian Queen.My eyes rejoiced at her beauty,as she approached my...