Wednesday, 8 November 2017

My African Beauty [Poem]

Her skin is as dark as coal
Her eyes black as tamarind
Nose straight and divided
Like the double gong
Her hair grew thick and dark
Her neck long and strong
She stands not a desiccated tree
She is full and edges rounded
Her smiles are slight and complex
Her gaze deep and penetrative
There is a fruity air to her breath
The zesty scent of cashew apple
In her slow, winding steps
Gentle determined gestures
I saw only one thing


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