Did I Tell You How Beautiful You Are Within? – poem by Jacqueline Amos

Did I Tell You How Beautiful You Are Within?

Sweet Georgia Lady of such grace. Did I tell you how beautiful you are within? Your hair as silk as satin let me take this day to tell you how beautiful you are within. I am chocolate, of many flavors and taste, I fly upon the wings of the doves with God’s grace, I am the Universal Queen of today and here after, I am the link between the heavens, and Earth, I am the beauty of the Nubian Queen. I as you, Your words are soft as the dove, and the whispers of sweet love, did I tell you how beautiful you are within. Our battles are the same, I am the ivory of chocolate, satin and smooth, I love as you, and have felt the same pain.

Did I tell you how beautiful you are within? Oh how the battle that separates us from the essences of women, the flowers of the valley sorted in many colors, oh my sister of the universe, did I tell you how beautiful you are within?

Successful of the begging, the light that shines within us, my eyes the reflection of the soul, as I as you, did I tell you how beautiful you are within. Convictions, beliefs, of a perceptive love, roots of my light thou enhancement of spoken words, lifting from the burden of the separations of similarities of the same cause. Sunlight tender, perfumed scented, with the wind of breath.

Did I tell you have beautiful you are within? Listen to the pumps of the heart, similarities I as you, Rhythms of the earth. I fantasize all women running through the valley of great love, the rainbow of colors that God created through the softness of our love. Sunset above our head, the Georgia peach of the south, an all over the world. Did I tell you how beautiful you are within? Similarities, exchanging, listen to the heartbeat, of great love, moist upon the universe, surrendered by great love.

I am love I am mercy, I am a woman, did I tell you how beautiful you are within. White lilies, Dark lilies, the fragrance is the same, I the mist of tears, don’t thy cry the same, the blossoms, skies of veil, thirsting thou nights, dose love when not given hurt the same. I turn me to gracefulness, I am love, I am mercy, and I am a woman, chocolate flavored.

The taste of bitter sweet, do we not bring life into the world, did I tell you how beautiful you are within.

By Jacqueline Amos