New Jeanland

Her body like Raven, full of color

Mostly black,

But the contrast so blue, 

It reflects love right back!

Capture it not,

Memory so true,

She walks with such grace,

Only black, to keep in the blue.

Jump a cliff for the faith,

And soar straight down, 

Reach forth to take hold, 

Only seconds surround.

Would I jump without faith,

I could not jump the same,

Jump for the Raven I must,

She shelters my shame. 

Poe to hark the raven,

I would dare not do more,

I harken the same,  

Only my spirit to soar!

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