Biography of Samuel Newton
Samuel Newton Poems
My Beautiful Darling! !
You are beautiful Not only because of the curve of your hips Or the shape of your body Not only because of the fullness of your lips
Black Beauty! !
Your beauty unfurls Tight black curls
Making Love To A Black Woman
How do you make love, to a Black Woman? How do you make love to a Black Woman, Romantically and Patiently; Take the time to make love to her mind.
A Good Black Woman
A good Black Woman is proud of herself. She respects herself and others. She is aware of who she is. She neither seeks definition from the person she is with, or does she expect them to read her mind.
Dream Of You...
Whenever I dream, and dream I do, in my garden, I dream of you.
You Are My Shining Star..
I wonder if you wake up at night. Thinking about me like the way I do you. I think about your smile and how you make me laugh.
Dreams Coming True...
Feelings that once were hidden Are now expressed to you. Days that once were stormy Are now the brightest blue.
My Pretty Girl Friend..
Eyes that don't see see the things that you do do you wish me to describe describe how I see you...
Kiss On Your Lips..
To lay a kiss on your lips, so gentle and delicate is like picking the drops of dew off the petals of a rose.
BEAUTIFUL BLACK WOMAN, YOUR SENSUOUS SPLENDOR IS LIKE THE SHINING SUN YOUR WONDROUS WAYS COME FROM YOUR SOUL WHICH NO ONE MAN MAY HOPE TO CONTROL
I Love Your Way..
I love the way you touch, so gentle and softly, making me tingle all over..
At Your Feet...
I'm at your feet and I come with gifts my body, heart, and soul They're yours to do with as you please
A Gentle Kiss..
A kiss of passion In a moment's lapse Seems to linger longer With a fervent fiery flame
Feel So Close...
You came into my life unexpectedly, and everything took a turn for the better. Your warm eyes, your laugh, the sincere way you speak,
My Love For You..
A flower grows from beneath the snow,
It reaches toward the sun for warmth,
For heat and for the light.
My love for you grows stronger still,
Despite the surrounding cold
My heart is yours, bartered gone.
Its petals shine from morning dew