C. Albert Andrews
I want to touch your saintly hair
And smell your breath like morning air.
Rich men seek to touch your cheeks
But that is way beyond their reach.
Every day I try to sneak,
A glimpse of you from up the street
In my eyes you looks so sweet
At nights you make me loose my sleep.
As strange as it appears to be
It satisfies my curiosity.
To see someone of such beauty
So dark so smooth and a real cutee.
This brings to me life's reality
That this dark beauty is a celebrity
How more charming could you be?
As you display your vanity.
Your beauty, you exposed you see
I think you got a crush on me.
But how more silly can I be
To think you'll love someone like me
Ho sweet and lovely Naomi.
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