She Reminds Me

She most dedinitely reminds me of home    
familiar in nature and urban culture  
a cascading smile large like the sunrise    
golden rays gleaming on pavements,    
trees, and across entire city blocks    
    
She reminds me of long summertime walks    
early saturdays treks from eastern parkway    
down utica avenue towards kings plaza    
ignoring all the commotion and dramatic    
events unfolding in cinematic points of view    
   
She reminds me of Brooklyn brownstones    
beautiful, elegant, grandois chocolate facades      
long striding legs, thick and solid like brownstone steps    
imagine crop top, patten leather short skirts, afro puffs, purple neon roller skates and cherry flavored lollipops    
arms and hands like Ebbets Field Brooklyn Dodgers, she holds on and never let you go.
   
She reminds me of downtown's Albee Square Mall    
We get fly and stunt on em, acting brand new like we own the joint    
can't nobody step to us and cause no fuss because they know they'll get bum rushed    
confidence with a sly attitude, her persona is figuratively Crooklyn type rude    
a real one, never flinching like down ass women living in Brooklyn public housing and tenement buildings    
   
She's black art, music, dance, story telling, fashion, food and entertainment, she's culturally nourishing and thriving    
She's fulton Street fly with an Atlantic Ave hustlers mentality and Bed stuy's hood flair, speaks with Redhook's slang, acts boujee like she got Park Slope and Brooklyn Heights money, hot like Crown Heights, spicy Flatbush Caribbean islands flavor with Clinton Hills and Fort Greene native son American experience. Fun like Coney Island, wet like Canarsie, a Brownsville fighter, tough like Marine Park, lurking ass East New Yorker, and Sheepshead Bay conceited, bilingual like Williamsburg and Bushwick, she's got a gift for gabb.    
Familiar like corner store bodega's and liquor joints, forty ounces and hoagie sandwiches    
yelling at the top of my lungs, yo yo yo my nigga pass me the blunt.    
   
She remind me of sheepskin coats with boots, gloves and hat to match    
city pools, block parties, city park cookouts and labor day carnivals    
and leaves lasting impressions like late night basement sessions, backyard bashments, high school hookie party, summer flings,, and fetes to pay the rents.    
She's an old black soul gentrified and rebranded for modern times    
and even though her new garments are fifth avenue yuppie themed, underneath it all and inside she'll always remind me of home.