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.

One clap, two clap, three clap, forty?

By clapping more or less, you can signal to us which stories really stand out.