She walked in, all sassy and smart
Microphone in hand, all Afrocentric
A little wine, eyes flashing
I look, an original no doubt
From mother Africa's own milk
I beckon, she comes into the embrace
I feel the intensity, she feels it too
The moment, frozen in time
Do I want to, take her right here
The still voice says, not so fast
But I shall, savour the moment
A son of Africa, finds a daughter of Africa
This daughter of Africa
Shall one day, snuggle up
By a warm fireplace, temperature rising
It shall be well
'Cos for true originals
the thrill is still in the hunt
Here's to wish you well
It shall be well with me also
From a friend in DC
2/14/08
Art work by: It's a Black Thang
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