Never know if its Mexican,
Nor my fellow Kenyan,
What if is its Nigerian,
Or its the noble Egyptian?

I cant tell its lagoon,
White, brown or chocolate African,
May be its valuable American,
All I need is to complete the pattern.

I am dreaming of Philippine den,
But what if its South African?
And I Have forgotten the Ethiopian,
I am confused in my love emotion.

Has my expression fallen?
My skin and body in linen,
A smile shining in like a full moon,
Is my missing rib that makes me swoon.

Will accept any of them and let them win,
My heart if is finally proven,
True love is what all I need to be in,
Love, real love to hold on to and pin.

Changez

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