She is the model of black beauty:
Lips, full and juicy,
A bronze casing over her body,
Eyes sparkling like jewels of the Nile,
The world brightened and warmed whenever she smiles.
Her ethereal form floats above me
And clings to me
By way of her soul's beauty.
So time and space can never dim
The loveliness of this lady; within
Her lies a gem as precious and bright
As what one views with his sight.
I gaze upon her, I am purified,
And the beauty within myself
Is no longer vilified.
By A. Jarrell Hayes
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