Her chalky soil skin and deep set eyes,
Tik-tok hundred questions, they sent;
Each crawled inside my red pale skies,
She was hideous in all I said, I meant;
Was she a snake or phoenix mysterious?
Her skin was dark, burnt, which I kissed;
Ugly! I cried but she seemed voluptuous,
She was like an untouched story, I missed;
Stars, darkness and light, she engulfed,
Beautify her braids like an unending verse;
Half of my skin her beauty had covered,
Her curves were the shape of the universe;
Nature was born, played inside her limbs,
In the dreary desert, like a vulture swims.