I squander countless days
Reading in the library
since our last encounter
the tales I have learned
About women of magnificent legacies
Amazement on how you
Imported the hunt for wild game
In the African regions
Your skills bombarded as my attraction
Which is so astounding?
Preying behind me
With loss words of love
I was pounced
As the night falls to darkness
We intertwine to the drumbeats
Of African native songs
Doing their sacred dance
Heartbeats overrun
By antagonistic contemplation
I cannot let go
To a mystic woman
Whom I can't forget