Her dark temptation, evoked an elation, distort my cognition
Lost myself without recognition. I’ve sunk so deep in her
I can’t even utter what I feel for her. But I yearn for that dark skin;
Will I ever earn that dark thing? Her womanly gifts make a Brother
Stiff, my mind starts to drift when she sway those hips not to mention
Those lips, those eyes; she’s a prize that only her have compelled mine eyes
Harsh words they use to depict her kind, why must you be so blind; can’t they
See this dripping chocolate tone; dark gold majestic like a melting honey comb.
Voluptuous is that temple she has, seduce you will with a wave of her hand, wink of an eyes,
Her ivory tower is elevated so high. Give me the duty my dear alluring beauty, the chance
To make hold my desire as it unfolds and shape into a strong hold that’ll never be shaken
Destroyed or forsaken.
Nice poem Zanor, keep it up. For a young poet you write really well. #1 Fan :) .
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really enjoyed reading this poem. Very descriptive, the flow was awesome. Great write