Her beauty was undefined.

She was truly one of a kind.

The curves she would hide away from the world.

Her kinky head full of beautiful black curls.

The graceful steps she takes,

blows everyone's breath away.

She was quiet yet her mind was filled of loud , wild and big thoughts.

Her mind was in another far away place.

She keeps to herself ,

Spending hours writing whatever is on her mind and Reading books taking her to another World.

She is hard to find.

She is amazing.

She is beauty.

She.

Her Melanin is shining bright , she's glowing. 

For her skin as been kissed by the sun.

Her head is full of kinky curls.

For this is her crown. 

She holds a powerful weapon with her. 

For this is her mind. 

She has goals and a mindset so big and powerful 

Those with very closed minds feel uncomfortable just being in her presence.

She walks with a stride so proud and gracefully. With her head held high and a smile on her face.

She has her Ancestors blood flowing all through her veins. 

She has the strength and Bravery of the tribes from her beautiful motherland. 

She has the beauty of the past queens. 

The mindset of her peoples' great leaders from Harriet to our brothers Martin and Malcolm.

She may identify as an African American but her heart will forever lie in Africa itself from her looks to the and movement of her feet.

To many her skin is seen as a weapon.

But to her that is a lie for her melanin represents her identity.

She sees nothing but pride. 

For she is a goddess. 

A golden melanin goddess. 

~K~