Big 'Gal

She be a big 'gal
Sleepy eyes
Spirits high
Comfortable
In her femininity
Chocolate skin
Queen within
Testament to survival
So much to hug
The warmth returned
Intoxicating
Like mama
Auntie
Grandma
Great grandma before;
Home.

She be a big 'gal
Meticulous braids
Sleepy eyes
And a real set of fingernails
Legs crossed
Lady
Like
Not just a woman
But royalty
Someone taught her right
Spirits high
As she scans the train
Indifferent
Looking to me
Questioning my periodic stares
With wrinkled brow
Wondering if I'm like the man
A few patrons away
Wolf licking his lips
Thinking he's found
A lamb for the slaughter;
But she is queen
In her mocha sheen
A big 'gal
With big dreams
Sleepy eyes
Spirits high...
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