Reflection

I am the whole spectrum—

a refined vessel of light—

a colorful reflection of everything good.

I am utterly pleased

with who I am.

My skin is a combination

of my daddy’s Louisiana chocolate

and my mother’s Mississippi red.

Call me Caramel Frappuccino,

no whip.

My hips are

fittingly curved

like a country road

winding along the river.

My breasts—though not

majestic—are

suitable foothills.

I’m good with that!

My butt is not

apple-bottom round

but what does that matter.

It is not about my body!

It’s about my essence.

Respect what’s inside my head—

well-read—

bursting with kind thoughts

and full of dreams.

Faithfully loyal,

I am a rich gumbo

of love and poetry,

a rue with the perfect hue—

ready to be served . . . hot.

I’m ready to touch the world!