she was African,
with a black skin,
with her, black girl magic was diamond
I still here colors ministering to my fleece.

she was American,
with blonde hair and always spoke of the sweetes blue.
Blue everything with a purple heart

she was Asian,
Gave me a feeling of Japan or India,
her ornaments of gold on her body,
we're of the deepest gold.
I felt love In dear.

she was eskimo,
and her piercings got my tongue iced on the blocks of her apartment.
her romance was exergerrated. and every day she summoned the gods.

she was European,
her skin lighter than I could ever dream.
her hair lighter,
it wasn't enough..on the skin

she was a photographer,
always captured dreams with her lens.
I still crave for the presets with you saw your environment.

she was talk, a late night message at 3 am.
She's infinite.
she's in every single person i try to get.
every single continent I try, she's the one, I get.

© Kaiso Isaac