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Crisp brown,
Delicate in softness,
Rare, brown-skinned feminine being,
A Goddess you are.
The dust from which your highness was molded from must have been kissed by the sun.
Vividly shedding light on the unexplainable uncanny of those deep, hazel, enticing eyes.
Hello there moon child,
The brightness of your glow inherited from a thousand moons,
That smile, a derivative of light that brings warmth to a broken soul,
Forever competing with jealous rays shone by dear sun.
African sister,
How does one dare to be so complete.

Whenever you let sound escape from those thirst quenching lips,
You infinitely caress eardrums,
Turning noise into a harmonizing melody,
And with those dune like, overly feminine breasts,
You have heads turning for days on end.
Don't get me started on those curves, those crests,
Those curves and crests embellish that African round figure,
Sticks and stones may break the bones of those with no meat around the waist.
So dear, allow my eyes to feast on that full, firm, figure,
That figure connected to the hips and rear of a realistically authentic women.
African sister,
You know what you are,
Complete is what you are.
 
All trifle and inadequate descriptions of your beauty, all pose as clichéd understatements.
For words come and go, but your beauty remains confusingly indescribable,
The blind need not see but merely sense and feel with hands of the soul,
As it is true and quite frankly unequivocal the birth place of your beauty,
Along side splendor and perfection.
African sister,
Your destiny anticipated to be known,
Known to complete man kind.

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