For My Love, Saint Dominique Poem by Nate Tulay

For My Love, Saint Dominique



My nappy hair Queen, magic of lost
Saint-Domingue, I don't know if I will
ever make love to a soul as sweet
as yours ever again, or truly repay
you for reminding me of home, but
at least I now know that LOVE exists,
and that being fully full and self
sufficient will always be one step,
one step below true happiness.

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