My Tropical Girl Poem by Femipeadia Stories

She walked gently towards me
With her smile blowing away my emotions
Her lips was a fiction of my picture
Her appearance was a fulfilment to my yearning
She sucked and kissed my lips like an honey
Her kiss penetrate through my ❤️ heart
Faster than the speed of light
Her romantic lips was like a spell
Her flexible waist was a cell I must confess
Her luminous eyebrow was a Den I must attest
Her Ampit smells nicely like a boutique
Her chest stretched flatly like a betsaida pool
Her breast magnetise me like a Louisiana suit
Her broad face seems oily
Her spherical head looks hairy
As nail is attracted to a magnet
I am attracted to you
Despite all this encomium
She isn't as terrible as you may think
she often read her bible I must admit
On smelling the Scent of her Lingerie
I will be taking her as my monperie
My tropical girl I am ready to love you
For God is love I must confess
You are the best.