Poetry

Fine Art

The first time I heard black is beautiful I wondered how until I saw your pretty black face.
You are a true beauty among the black race.

Though you’re black, you shine at night like a twinkling star.
Your eyes are charmingly brilliant like the shining lights of a new car.

Those lips of yours are always moistened like the grasses that are beating by the morning dew.
Beautiful girls of your kind are very few.

Your neck is like a pillar of gold carrying your head.
You’re a living beauty. Others are pretty dead.

Your breasts are like fountains that can never run dry.
Every lady gets jealous only to question the creator why?

They look fresh like fruits still hanging on a tree.
What else should I say; if not that your appearance can make a man pee.

I love to suck those standing nipples.
They are more succulent than apples.

You are perfectly tall.
Your figure can make a saint fall.

As for your hips, they are properly built.
Any man that takes a look at it, if caught, he shouldn’t feel any form of guilt.

Your skin is extremely smooth, free from bumps, gallops and pot-holes: fingers can successfully ride. Very safe for a tremendous glide

Come and massage me my pretty nurse.
I’ll take control of your body as the real boss.

Sketched by: Havilah Harry
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