I fell in love with a boy
his skin is white as snow
his eyes are the color of the proverbial sky
his hair a brownish reddish orangish yellowish light
a rainbow
unmistakably Caucasian

I have the skin of a peasant
dark, thick, riven
my eyes are ching chong china
my hair blackish brackish
unmistakably worth less

when we say love
he says, I love you
I say, you I love
in this way, we take care of each other
as long as I keep saying, you first

how lucky I am to find one who cooks!
and cleans and mows and hammers and finishes my

roses are red
violets are blue
he is white
I am too.