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MY
MASTER, MY HUSBAND
--Traditional
Once there is blood involved
it is out of our hands
(Jebena)
In the river, where Cushite women
bled a thousand year cycle.
tima!/the soldier's wine
..tinting the NILE; Your Orange
Moon still sunkisses our moon-assed
bareness
here, my lover, where you
drew us BLACK and of a lion
and a lamb
God has spilled his joy! (and
I still drink it)
here where I come
(born over and over again)
to be naked with you* *
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