WOMAN STILL OF MYSTERY

Woman, she,

Ebony or ivory,

Or somewhere in between,

Perhaps beyond,

Woman still of mystery,

And tantalizing landscape,

Of her hard tipped hills,

Softly rolling velvet plains

Her warm welcoming grotto

Of earthy delights,

Which transport

These two loving mortals

To lands of uncommon

Fantasy and ecstasy.

• Donovan Baldwin

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