Sheba

Nubian queen come to your king your braids in red, gold and green may our enemies be scattered as we pass the desert hours on this mattress stuffed with rarest of wild flowers... Sheba natural mother bring your skillful talents your body and hands only for your king in his tent you my queen of the moon skin dark and beautiful as it gleams queen of the summer mother of children in my dreams... I kiss soft skin soft brown fire biting her anklet chain of gold goddess in a funereal pyre I kiss your beautiful feet Cleopatra, Juliet and Mona Lisa I kiss your beautiful toes I kiss them for love and respect... ~ ~ ~