long tall yaller sista, remind ya a lemonade
kind a chick so cool she make her own shade
fast in a good way two swift for a fade
full a paid up game way above being played
melting like butter into the games being staged
test her flavor and spar with a tiger uncaged
she sway to a song being played by Cab Calloway
eat salt peanuts leave yo parlor in disarray.
nappy wool crowns chocolate perfection
blackberries are jealous
your ebony splendor
is all the moon has ever desired
a place for dreams
to rest in while day sleeps and is re-inspired
souls have been lost in the warm velvet of her eyes
she vibrates Louie Armstrong along side congo drums
licking mango from her fangers staining your soul.
red-bone, come clay, live and jump
like de fish in de stream
red bone sang in dreams of magnolia
budding in sun like home baking
firing, pinging in creational keys and soft drawls
dividing meadows and abiding in furrows
earth-woman full of Robert Johnson’s guitar licks
eatin pig feet and dancin all nite long among da bones.
caramel treats tempt, curly innuendo
enticing like tasting the brown sugar in café-au-lait
no debate with tender tan, tantalizing lure, tropical breeze intoxicating
caramel kisses get ya hi
a sweet tooth can be a habit formed from obsession
a passion only cured by possession
she skanking to Bob Marley
sipping coconut juice from a conch shell raw.