A Poets Mind

I met her at the mall; it was a cool breezy morning
If you believe in love, I was definitely falling
African Princess so dark and sumptuous
African Princess beauty in abundance
She was an African sunset on a summer’s night
A singing sparrow that plays in the fading light
She smiled

It was a smile like no other
It was the sunrise over the savannah
It was a lioness lying under the shade of a Marula
It was the gentle soothing waters of the Limpopo
Beauty, such beauty, indescribable
African Princess so lovable
What’s your name?

I want to know those African lips
I want to know those African hips
I want to know those African breasts
So beautiful, my African Princess
I had to know her, so I approached
This Goddess so graceful, her name I just had to know

I looked into her eyes, so brown, so deep
I was in awe, I could hardly speak
“What’s your name”, I asked this idol
She smiled the waters of the Limpopo and said, “I’m Lerato”
I said, “Lerato lelekatswana lewena, kekaleshwela”
She said, “I don’t speak those funny languages”
Oh, so sad. My African Princess, my South African Princess, my New South Africa Princess