Zimkitha Dreamhouse

She is like an Ashanti, her skin kisses the black of the stars.
Her smile is dry with character like the rivers of her mother land.
Her eyes gaze upon the sun that has a scorche and has seen the history of her man kind.
Her hands burst with veins filled with the pain of her mothers and sisters.
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I can taste your people through the tingly sensation of your spices.
I can feel your mountains in my fingers dwelling in the sugar.
Like rice your population is many swelling on the Sultan streets.
Shouts of 'Merhaba! ', 'Guzel! ', 'tatli! ' are hot spikes of pepper
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Look at her, when you say 'bitch'
Look at her when you say 'diva'
Look at her eyes when cries
A story untold, life that's unfold.
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Your ugly wrinkles makes me want to touch
Your boring book you read that makes me throw up
But somehow I stick around withyou..............
I don't like the music you play at night
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Just sit next to me
Lets watch the cars that drive by
Everyone seems to be busy on their way
But it is ok, I'd rather sit and watch with you
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I call it 'bread' you call it 'du pain'
But it still feeds us every night.
I call it 'water' you call it 'amanzi'
But it quenches the thurts of our bodies.
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Let your thoughts become the manifestation of your destiny
Let your dreams be now, be real and be felt
Let your mind control your inhale and your exhale
Don't bother about negativity, spend your energy on positive intake
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Refreshing you are when I need your cool, calm and collectiveness.
Simple you are but your worthiness is more than a thousand mountains on my back.
Transparent you are, but your heart keeps alot of secret still unknown
So quiet you are, but your bossom roars of treasures beyong my gaze.
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Frustrated, pure evil breathing in me
I'm shivering of rage that can't seem to escape
The devil made his bed in my soul last night
A pot of black ink fell over and spilled on me
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At this time of the day your face draws a picture in my head
Where heaven and earth kiss and silence is music to my ear
Where I have my arms stretched out clutching you and leaving fear
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Your conversations with me dwell on my tongue of so many words.
But they have never come out because you were never there.
I embrase your picture next to my bed and I call your name.
But its the echoes, hitting back on my spine, because you were never there.
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You heavy my self esteem
As I play with this love without gravity
You heavy my soul
As it weighs me down to the ground
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