Jamaican skinned,
long thick lashes between which
the hazel of the eyes peeps through

the angles of your long face
merge into the haze that swallows
all else that is around you...trivialized

watching you in your lazy sway...still unsure
a little shy...looking into the distance,
trying to be discreet,
i shudder.

maybe breakfast from the trees
and honey from the bees
in paradise,
isnt such a good idea


i guess conversation will never happen
left alone you are beautiful...




*the inspiration is not from real life....for all those who might just start wondering..*