Tales Of A Wife: Mermaid Poem by Vincent Onyeche

Tales Of A Wife: Mermaid



She's a
Mermaid; most modest,  
Like the diamond to dirt
Her beauty is but hidden.
The picture frame of gorgeous
If beauty were to be judged
She would lie continuously as the case.

Dark Nigerian, She's a
Mermaid; most modest
Swimming to the deepest
With long hairs,
Innocent stare
And beautiful smile.
The beautiful one her mum ever born;
 
She has got men fishing,
Wishing she'll
Be visible
On or off the sea
She has got this thing called a C
Unashamed well-built chests,
Plywood tummy and eye-searching navel. 

She's a beauty to behold
As a story unfold.
She's like a
Mermaid; most modest,
An Ika girl finer than an ocean queen,
Some say she's a secret holder
Of a smooth virgin leg.

Finest mammal,
purest
in exile with her
Is like being at home
She is the summary
of an eye-catcher
and mind-shaker.

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