Mirror Mirror
Looking in the mirror
What do I see?
A Beautiful Black Woman
Staring at me
I don’t grace
The cover of
A Beauty Magazine
But I have been
Known to cause
A scene
Carmel with a little swirl
Is how
I describe myself
Chocolate Eyes
Projecting
My inner soul
Cheekbones
That only
A true
Queen holds
Thin Lips
But juicy
Enough to kiss
A Smile
That weakens
The toughest thug
A Nose
That knows
it’s regal
Linage
No
I don’t grace
The cover of
Any Beauty Magazine
But what
A Beautiful Black Woman
I Be
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