There was a glossary of

law on his pectorals

like, "Deuces"

The presence of a diplomat

Marks of war bore his cheeks

to present succinct folklore

Braids cradled his face

garnished by the motherlands

Passionate fury written on hands

He spelled freely without conquest

Produced a novel of refugee love

in new-found innocence, continental bait

Picked autumn trees, one leaf of fine oak

Enlisted in his history and current readings

A man of means committed to die for them

He wanted her to burn internally

Hold her eternal

An illustration of her to convey

In his country their structure

escapes crime, envy of his clan

Music behind his accent

The origin of reverence

she chased him inside vanity

Trained her ears to hear him

To be there to console whims

Poor balsam on his temples with a touch

She would be found alluring

in Paris even though her residence was

Selma, not much

He tied lines with a click song

Kept her falling head long

into his village behind Sun City

Benefit concerts playing, campaigning

for free diamond mines, exonerated

chocolate fields

Songs incited chills at the moniker

he gave her, lady, angel, goddess

He gave it to her with a syllable

Since he has been her friend

life has not crossed intimate association

Eventually he returns to the scepter

Stand behind his creed

She will remain here... savoring the

fruitages of his seed

Feeding the love of her destiny