Afrika
you were sassy
when you called to me
i remember the way
my skirt waved like a flag
to your sullen gestures
you wanted to be me
i remember the way
your sun set beneath me
as i raised my brow
and whispered
i wanted to be me too
Copyright © Yolanda Nicholsen | Year Posted 2011
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