Nubia!
What is it that makes you stand out
Your skin I would say, I can see it glittering in the morning sun.
At dark hours shinning and shimmering under canopies of the night stars
Oh! what a beauty!
Her hips sway side to side when she glides past
She makes heads turn while little hoots and hisses escape the mouth of admirers...
Nubia!
What is it that holds me spellbound
It is her skin polished in Shea butter, It is her slender legs that carry all the beauty that allures her.
Her curved hips are painstakingly carved by the master sculptor, perhaps her full breast filled with mother's milk.
Not forgetting her smile...
One that exposes perfect white teeth.
Nubia
Your skin is gold
Oh! my poor heart melts when she moves her body to the rhythm of my drum beat
Her hips swaying to my percussion my heart take precautions
Her slender legs tingle the sole and her round Nubia hips taunt my soul.
While her smile maroons me.
Oh yes, it maroons me!
But I am never tired of her black beauty
Nubia!
Damilola Nelson©
#Beauty #admire
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem