Long thing braids basket weaved
cascades down her shoulders
slightly curved, rounded
her smoth velvety rich black skin
contrasted exquisitely
with navey blue outfit
and tapered with white
looked absolutely splendid
Her soft rose and full saying
kiss me drew my eyes to her.
I had never seen such beauty.
The white women sitting beside her
seemed like a deskinned African woman
of the more homely variety
I knew then I had come home
I felt redeemed
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