A Poem For Keturah

Keturah; Green eyes like the pastel leaves of spring Jett black hair like that night in Tunisia Keturah; Brown cinnamon skin leaves a sweet taste in your mouth Smooth African face, as round as the blue moon Keturah; A smile that descends from the heaven within Your beauty is the light from the stars, at night Keturah; We fly across the moon Walk beyond the star Enjoy this afternoon Keturah; What do we have What do we know This all begins right Here for you, keturah