Beyonce
holds palms of hands with devoted fans, and they embrace her traits of
compassion, and feel sincerity in her gentle warmth, which is expressed in her
genialness and their happiness: goose-bumps play along with her song of worldly
belong, which tease with the ease of her tuneful breeze.
She
floats on stage flying in a sea of arms waving, with some crying, and others
craving to touch her reciprocally with sensitivity, as she is a lady in all of
her demeanour, which they savour, and she takes them to her realms of euphoria,
with some hysteria, as she is a goddess with prowess, who struts her shapely
curves, and notes from a throat of worth, and enchants us in her fashion and
Passion.
An
intellectual with a voice to be heard, with a sound word to play in our ear,
that sings along with a Chorus throng, as she embraces a mass of the lower
class, who are equal in many respects, and have hope in her scope of equality,
as she, like many of we, has humble roots, which have grown and sown other
seeds of worthy creeds, as she is Christianly in morality, and her values are a
sanctity, shared and cared for in our conceptual reality.
©
Andrew Stevenson 12/03/2017
A re-edited piece.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
This was wonderful to read Andrew. Much must have gone into writing this.
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Yvonne.
Thank you Yvonne, for your kind words, they are warmly received. I did enjoy writing this piece. Blessings to you. Love love, Andrew.
DeleteBeyonce is an amazing artist. I thoroughly enjoyed what you wrote about her, Andrew!
ReplyDeleteGreetings Louise. She is an amazing artist. Glad you enjoyed the piece. Thank you for your kind words. Blessings to you. Love love, Andrew.
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