Like a Lilly amongst thorns, she stands out
Like a trumpet sound-
Her enchanting voice is regal
Her hair is beautiful upon her cheeks
And falls along her neck like jewels
What a sight to behold!
Her radiance never sleeps
Black like a tar
Yet she outshines all the constellations of the stars.
A true definition of an African Queen
Her breasts are smooth like an ivory
Inverted and firm with pointed nipples
The glance of her nakedness is like the dawn-
Beautiful and lucent
As dazzling as the sun
Her curves is like the work of an artist
Her breath like the fragrance of apples
Her skin’s soft like the pillow made of bird feathers
For her, I’d fight like May weather.