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February 9, 2012
After doing some brief stargazing
from out of nowhere
a beautiful Black princess
whose skin was so dark
through which the moon and stars reflected arrived.

She spoke to my heart
which danced
to her rhythmic rhythms of voice,
two hearts beating as one,
two hearts beating under the sun
to an ancient drum.

Her hair hung with jewels
of bright tomorrows
and future today's,
now resonates in the night.

Her perfume was the natural scent
of her exotic body
from some sort of paradise.
After the departation
my mind said
“me be seeking the Nubian rivers of the Nile.”