My Thai Episodic, 2. Ahn’jel

Ebon,
Ebony,
Black adventure in your flesh.
My hunger fuelled by all so unknown and new.
Unbidden pantheist images,
Pantherish shades danced,
Stalking, in a Tango of Shadows
Then cloaked, in flesh ensnared, rituals enacted, our own spirits raised.

Sable
Where from,
Cote d’Ivoire,
Exotic sounds to match your form.
My eagerness fed almost rabid hot.
Plaguelike by its need to feed
Growing , geometric wave,
never filled, made to break, joyous greed unsatiated still.

PC fools,
Critics All,
Abusing vermin
Raising racism’s pall,
Their need to be noticed,
Parasitic egos
Poisoning difference celebrated in innocence
Slyly plotting to enclose open embraces in barbs of their distrust.

Ebon,
Ebony,
My first velvet night,
Sweetly found egalite
Raised high on purest exchange,
Youthful hope,
Seeking her uncertain trust,
Our acceptance shared pure, enjoyed , then stolen, lost.

Ebon,
Ebony,
Pantera Ebon.
n'kose sikelele Pantera Ebon,
n'kose sikele n'Ahn’jel Africa.