Eyes like the flame,
a gentle burning beauty
Smooth supple- faced,
angels behold and confess tears
A thousand roses can't equate,
this peculiar nature personified
A similitude may in comparism be,
far beyond the stars
O'er the skies and further out,
this melanin veneer gets the heavens drunk on
nature's flavour
The morn sun peep’s through the clouds,
finding solace upon this gleaming rind
A billion strand of hair follicle
atop her cranium’s throne resting, is to me
a perfect bouquet of black roses
grown, groomed and nutured by the gods
Those tender thighs draw sumptuous steps
upon the boulevard of portemore
twisting necks, hypnotizing eyes
with every dangling advancement
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