Claude McKay (15 September 1889 – 22 May 1948 / Clarendon)
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A Red Flower
Your lips are like a southern lily red,
Wet with the soft rain-kisses of the night,
In which the brown bee buries deep its head,
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Claude McKay
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ths poem is sop sexual i love it, and am jamaican so i realy enjoy reading mackay poetry bcause i kno what he is about
so imaginative. i love this.