Spring '07 TOC
Teach meHow to whisperLove's longing, ecstasies,In Swahili or ArabicTonight.
Caress,Hum and mouth eachConsonant, breathe vowelsNative to our motherland, andSee me,
As queenClothed in linens,Silks, leather on my feet.Am I regal and proud enough?Lovely?
BelieveThese processed strandsParted, plaited, and greased,Styled, crowned like Queen NefatariOn throne.
That face,Furrowed brow andBitten lip confuse me.Have we been gone so long from home?Indeed.
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