Amazon Poem by George Ahaneku

Her hair is kept
Like a garden swept
Her mien bright
As glimming light
In the middle of her face
To unravel her grace
Her nose stood
Like a frame of wood
She tickles my fancy
As though I suffer from palsy
Those almond eyes
Like Egyptian spice
Her hinder parts
Would win a man’s heart
Wedge shaped hips
Glossy translucent lips
Elf like ears
Fingernails like spears
Her pointed breasts
A bossom and fortress
God bless the day she was made
Tis worth the price I paid
Her skin texture’s preferent
Could it be her clay is different?
A vamp has come to the Shire
We cannot help but admire
The beauty of her raiment and attire
The mixture of jasper and sapphire
For her charisma do not bother
This paragon would make a good mother
Sequel to the coasts of Orinoco flow
She is like the work of Michael Angelo
Her stunning stature
With artistic curvature
So ripe and mature
A rare gift of nature
Good will to a paragon
Fare well my Amazon.