Erinma Poem by CHIOMA ONYEKABA

Bright as the morning sun
Everyday i think of you till dawn
My air you fill with your fragrance
And day by day you make me sink deeper

Your eyes
A perfect replica of sweet drawings
Your eyelashes
Fits in more than sun glasses

Your nose
Pointed and charming as rose
Your luscious lips
Always inviting for a kiss
Your sweetly curved hips
The reason why every man trips

For your sake men go crazy
And when they come close you leave them dreaming
You are one of God's Angels
That in Heaven rings a bell
Sent from above
To win God souls.
Erinma, a beauty so divine
Everything about you pictures Heaven's glorious designs.