â??Her blackness is fine, the blackness of her skin the blackness of her mindâ??í‚
Her beauty cannot be measured with standards of a colonized mind
Darker than blue darker than her blacknessí‚
Unblemished her features broad and strikingí‚
She cradles his body with her large handsí‚
Her fingers stretch endlessly into his world of painí‚
Her caresses warm and penetrating she loves the black boyí‚
His existence predestined to be one of no remorse compassioní‚
Or the delusion of equalityí‚
But the love he gives (a doxology for her)í‚
He praises and cares for what he can never be
There's such purity in a love that is essential to the loving of one's self