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Jamaica Queens Love, It wasn’t meant to be Underneath the ackee tree. But if I could spend tonight On an Air Jamaica flight, I would fl..

Miami (Mi amiga) Balmy breezes, sultry heat; Sand-caked toes on sea-swept reef; Sun-bleached pela, swaying hips; Beads of sweat on tender lips..

Promised Land based on the words of Dr. Martin Luther King [Verse 1] I have a dream that ev’ry man May one day see the promis’d la..

‘Round-the-way’ Girl They call me a schizophrenic, but I'm torn. One of my personalities wants you to straddle me; the other one w..

A Bat without a Cave How doth the little cave bat fly? With either ear, but not one eye. Within the cave, we hear its cry. Upon the cave wall,..

Aegyptus Why do I find you so perfect, dark-eyed daughter of Ishmael? Because you know all and speak not? Take me to the Valley of the Kings ..

Chippewa Chick I had a vision of you as a big tree: one who bears her fruit in the spring; one who renders shade in the summer; beautiful c..

Covergirl A picture is worth a thousand words, but your face is worth a thousand pictures. Why then am I at a loss for words? Maybe my vocabu..

Mi Chicana Mexicana ¡Chicita bonitade la Veracrúz! ¿Donde estan tus mejillas rosas? Al noche, cuando leyendo los escritos s..