A Blonde Lady… A Black Queen…

The gold is shining everywhere in her…
From the falls of her hair…
From the tenderness of her speech…
From the crown over her head…
From the highness no queen can reach…
From the bracelet hugging her ankle…
And the tiny ring joyfully sitting around her small toe…
From the earrings sparkling over her nose…
From the femininity reaching in her body the highest dose….
From everywhere in her heart reflecting in her BLACK eyes
From the poems I am writing to her…
BECAUSE she is a true QUEEN…

Wael Karameh
September 26,2009.

by Wael Karameh

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