The Raven
Dark skinned woman
skin dark as night
you need not worry
or have reason to fret
only you sense my pain
that everything must eventually die.
Let us gather up
become as new stars bathed in abyss
in celestial constellations
even though you come and go
like a comet traversing my sky
drawn to the vapor trail of your shadow
the image of our passion in your mind.
It has been two days since I've touched you
still I tremble so
when kissing the fertile steppe of your brown body
that melts in my mouth like chocolate
my genie in a bottle with three wishes
telling me to look into my heart
Aladdin's lamp is there
from over the hills and far away...
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