LOVE IN THE TIME OF MALARIA

Ebony woman

You have spoken Your secrets to me

Of love; its mysteries

Resembling the stillness

 in the depths of the sea

Fickle, much the love I see now is

Talk of eyes and being forever…

 but changes in the heart

Much like intellectual, aesthetic

Pornography!

Ebony Woman

I crave the secret of your constancy

You have taught me love is hard work

Commitment – not lovers with roses

running between trees

Therein is the depth of your poetry !

Ebony woman

I  have seen the strength of your legs

And the strength of your back

As you walked miles with a -for a child

Fighting of pangs of hunger as they attack

And as a lover

You have sang sweet songs

That have remained constant in their melody

For true love is hard work – beautiful - strong

Not lovers expressing their eyes while changing their hearts-

You see

Therein is the depth of your poetry !