As I stand here in all my nakedness
I am Wombman
As Mother Nature herself intended
Just as my Father created InI,
I have been formed into perfection.
Woman
Wombman
Mother Nature's imprint
God's Creation.
As my hips shake to the beating drums of love
My breasts grow full and round
As my cherry red lips taste of natural sweetness
Only actions, no need for sound.
Wombman
Woman
Mother Nature's creation
Jah's perfect Imprint
My curves, my scent
My beating heart.
You saw the beauty within I
Right from the start
I am Wombman.
As Jah intended, Wombman met Man
Our future was set
Just as your mother carried you
I carried our own
Just as your father before you
You held my hand as Jah blessed us.
I am Wombman
The root of all future
The Carrier of Life
Mother Nature's imprint
Daughter of the Almighty.
Cherish
Raspect
Love
And most of all, HONOUR
All the Wombmen, for without us..there would be no Man.
I Rastarella.
Poetry str8 from mi Heart. 1-11-09.
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