An androgynous experiment
I fell in love with a red dirt woman,
An olive-colored Grecian girl
With silken, silty coffee hair,
And skin like Grecian pearl.
She smelled of leather and of chocolate,
A darkly-spiced, heavy, heady scent
That worked to drive me to distraction,
So to distraction I willingly went.
A voice like thick milk, cool and smooth,
Washes me over still – over and over,
And cinnamon fades over pearl shades,
Through coarse hands cupping coarse clover.
She sees the world through mahogany eyes,
Set with mud-rubies, polished and wet,
Murky lenses that show her our world…
I could drink them in, through an eyelash net.
My emerald-cut woman; my red dirt girl;
Take me away, beneath a red dirt world.