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Her Dark Was Deep
Her dark was deep
Her eyes were bright
And when she smiled
Rooms filled with light
Her breasts were formed of legends
From the shores of Ivory Coast
Passed down from slave to free
They now hold her future hopes
And so it was my privilege
To be joined as in times of old
Pressing into beauty
As her histories unfold
Bound as one like animals
We were striving to survive
She pulled inside new life from me
Her pelvis was geared for drive
She hammered me like none before
She bounced in pure delight
When I shot my seed she smiled at me
To fuck was perfectly right
Her eyes were bright
And when she smiled
Rooms filled with light
Her breasts were formed of legends
From the shores of Ivory Coast
Passed down from slave to free
They now hold her future hopes
And so it was my privilege
To be joined as in times of old
Pressing into beauty
As her histories unfold
Bound as one like animals
We were striving to survive
She pulled inside new life from me
Her pelvis was geared for drive
She hammered me like none before
She bounced in pure delight
When I shot my seed she smiled at me
To fuck was perfectly right
Published 19th Oct 2020
Author's Note
Learning more about a black girl who still had her family slave name led to deep respect and love.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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