Her Beauty: My Dream Poem by Ayodele Akinmeji

She rises in the morn in the Florence of her beauty
The radiance of her face cowers the bright sun
AndLike a maize in a field of cabbages
Her fairness stands out amongst her peer's


The warmeth of her smile makes the Atlantic in it's boundless deepness goes warm
The lilies were put toshame by her beauty As if they were some kind of filthy thorns


The snow white teeth glitter in the sun
Even like a mined piece from Kimberly
I look into her eyes and there lies paradise
And the morning stars compared to her ugly


And my perpetual prayer is that even I
Be made a sharer of the affection therein