naz poetry spot
haitian girl
eyes like early morning coffee and soft baked bread
hair like a waterfall that sprays soft mist,
and the sunlight beads its rainbow through your roots
your body a basket of mother natures' sweetest most exotic fruits...
yes as eden... all moist and screwshy parts, plump, ripe and round curves, tender and soft spots...
paradi..se
i can't help but love you, haitian girl...
-Naz
By Hertz Nazaire [ naz ]
