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This one is about your ravishing beauty
And your jet black hair that gleams so pretty
Your eyes are deep caverns where I’m lost
An eden of bliss where attempt at
concentration is dustI could call you a thief for what you stole
The glow of the sunrise which you bore as your stole
I’m undone at this Helen, this Cleopatra, this Mona-lisa
and my very cells battle to be the eyes which gaze on this perfect vista
II
None other could compare-they are girls you are a woman.
They are candles but you are the sunrise
And your smile revealed your origin as angelic, not human
Ask of me please what you will as a price
For when I looked into the angel eyes of wunmi
Her very soul whispered to my being…woo me

Beautiful…
Verses 5 and 6 of course the last verse were my favorites.
Well done
Nice