Miracle Girl

Miracle girl he will dance when you smile,

lay out the carpet like a moon for you,

share your words like a song.

Miracle girl he will love your thick afro hair,

the hues of culture in your eyes,

the high accent of your cheekbones and the chip in your teeth.

When you walk, he will strut like a peacock proud to have you,

and kneel before you at the alter with an Orb in his heart.

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