won't you celebrate my fat thighs
and wide hips
as the dawn is appearing
we celebrate our love
our joys
that no other can take away
won't you celebrate my heart
for it beats only for you
i'll celebrate yr maleness
the best i can
without a moment notice
Two bodies who others would see flaws find perfection with one another! their souls kindled by a fire know one else can feel. the mistress miss angelou would approve
i love the celebration of the heart - that's like our very own LeeAnn. Lovely, enjoyable poem....A sure 10
Dear LeeAnn, i was reminded of May Angelou's poem while reading about the fat thighs and wide hips.
I feel enjoyment and celebration has least to do with shape, size colour, caste and creed. A fabulous poem 5******
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As sure as the stars are shining above, I long to celebrate with you, my love.