Young black lady

You can say all eyes are double-checked

Under your skin’s shadows

Even of god’s

And well-braided young men

Yes! For your coal-color

Yes! For that swarthiest

That reflects even your white teeth in a closed mouth

But not when men’s hands

Transcend gods’:

Blue buttocks, red breasts, yellow cheeks,

White thighs, black + orange joints,

Achromatization.

Then that’s not the way to surrogate eyes

To transfix hearts for love.

So! Young black lady

Learn how to be acquainted with “I”

Young black lady

Know how to say “I”.

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