The Definition Of Tamika Poem by Patrick Njama Maina

Her smile, is like a glass of ice cold water during the hot, dry season,
Refreshing as the idea of freedom to a man in prison,
The way she moves her lips, is like watching the contact of dew drops on a leaf in the morning,
So fresh, so pure and beautiful in a way that’s’ so totally enchanting,
Her beautiful eyebrows are like the arches in a renaissance era mansion,
Awe inspiring and captivating like windows to a secret revelation,
Her speech patterns are like the whispers of classical music to a weary soul,
So soothing and comforting like the a moonlit night to a smitten soul,
Her beauty is like the grandeur and majesty of the Taj Mahal,
So amazing that everyone just can’t help but admit to all,
That is my definition of Tamika,
The girl who conquered my heart and won my all.

© Patolyer 2012