Jeanie: I Love Jee
Proud woman with the turquoise eyes;
half Iroquois, half white
Beautiful woman with the crescent moon smile,
that Milky Way glows in the night
Jeanie ... I fell in love with Jee,
from the moment I boarded the wrong flight
Got on an Ottawa bound plane
one snowy December late
But it had to be the right plane, for it was fate
Her seat was next to mine,
our virgin conversation was so
Pocahontas out of time
She opened up her heart to me
with the oral still water storytelling of her Iroquois name
Said the Haudenosaunee translation meant “lost mocassin”
My white buffalo clan Cinderella princess,
whose feet I caressed on that maiden voyage
So je ne sais quoi was her French-Canadian speech,
it aroused the Judeo-Africano passion in me
Jeanie ... I love Jee
Jeanie ... I’m so in love with Jee
Revealed to me her childhood nickname
as we were disembarking from the plane,
Jee was the arrow that pierced my curious mane
Made this lion of a man, docile and tame
From that moment on I had to know more;
and the more of her that I learned,
the more the fire in my heart for her burned
Proud woman with the alabaster skin,
now Euro-Iroquois Judeo-African
Jeanie ... I love Jee
She is now the closest branch of my family tree
My Jeanie ... I love Jee
She is my favorite kin kissing genealogy
My Jeanie ... I love Jee
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