LOVE STARVED

ACROSS THE SEAS SHE WAITES FOR ME 
IN THE TROPICS OF GUYANA’S TALL TREES,
WHERE THE CREEKS WATER RUNS BLACK,
SO COOL AND REFRESHING 
AS SHE SWIMS AND SPLASH.

OF AMERINDIAN DESCENT 
MINGLED WITH NEGRO’S BLOOD,
HER SILKY SKIN REMINDS ME 
OF THE MORNING SUN.

HER CHEEKS ALWAYS GREET ME
WITH A MYSTERIOUS SMILE,
SUCH BEAUTY I’VE NEVER SEEN 
SINCE I WAS A CHILD.

HOW I LONGED TO KISS HER
AND HOLD HER CLOSE,
GETTING LOST IN TIME
AND NEVER LET GO.

BUT TIME HAS CONSTRAINED ME 
ON THIS AMERICAN SOIL,
YET MY HEART HAS FLOWN 
TO THE ARMS OF MY BEAUTIFUL WITNEY,
THE ONLY ONE, I’LL EVER LOVE.

WILFORD BARKER.