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HEH (Pronounced HE)

HEH Pronounced HE

Created in the image of the gods
He walks with holy feet

His arms be my shelter
Our minds were made to meet

He holds the elements of the universe
Fire, Water, Earth & Air
This most exquisite specimen

Father to the godchild
His children I was made to bear


Not held back by the physical
Yet, metaphysical, cosmos
Of the heavens
That be his birth place

He is the cipher
Of completeness
We be the aunkh of life
Forever continual with no ending

He is magical, mystical, mysterious, majestic

And His body
OOOOh his body
Made of fine chocolate porcelain
From the ripples in his upper body
To the curves in his lower chest
The formation of his penis
Was made to fit

The secrets that he holds
Melanin – the blackness within

HEH is man
He was made to walk with the gods

And I
I was made for him
Yes I AM
I be woman
Created from his rib
To walk by his side
As his mate
His companion
His gift
A compliment to his being
My creation was taken from the area close to his heart
The rib of protection

Heh evokes me,
Illuminates me
Incites me
Entices me
I am forever in AW
Of his glory
He is royalty

He was made to sit on my throne
Heh
Yes He..the black man
Is my squire
And I am his muse

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