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She called my name
with a voice of musical lyrics

The alphabet of every
language
was created
to be spoken by her

She smiled like the sun
of my roots

Her scarf framing her face
like those of my ancestors

Her eyes resemble mine
with hope of love

Her frankincense
like sand lingering onto
wood
I am enchanted
by her every word too

As she breezed past
footsteps so light

I would rewrite my name,
and every word she speaks
just to hear her R’s