Emma Poem by Itai Oscar

Emma the immaculate lady
Her body curved like an hour glass
Her breasts standing upright
Like two mountain peaks, commanding their presence
She possesses a natural beauty
and doesn't need make up to enhance it
No need for spurious eye lashes
No need for spurious finger nails

Emma the immaculate lady
When she walks in a crowded room
Her voluptuous hips swinging effortlessly
An ear to ear smile permanently dominating her face
Revealing her evenly shaped milk white teeth
Her presence impulsively causes every head in the room turn towards her and every conversation to be adjourned

It's not only her outer beauty that is so captivating
Her inner beauty shouts louder, making every one of her critics become tongue tied.
The sweetness of her spirit makes the bees search for her recipe
She is the evidence of the Creator's creative ability
Emma the immaculate lady
She is immaculately immaculate