You think you know her;
her melanin tasty rich brown skin
glows; a cup of chocolate
overflowing it boundaries
her sight compel your jaw
to drop in submission leaving
your red thin helpless tongue unclad
and you think you know her?

Her thick hair dark of excessive Melanin
so fine with it’s lines neatly outline
with no single strand out of line
pregnant with oil that it’s luminance
shine and outshine the sun
causing the sun to seek refuge
from the rays of her blinding beauty.

Her intoxicating perfume chokes you
like dark ash flames in the air
making you stagger without stamina
causing you to want her like butter
to your heart’s bread and
breath to your soul
just a glimpse and you think
you know her?

She smiles at you and you remitted
her sweet lips red as berries
soft and shaped like apples
her teeth glows and her eyes sparkles
as stars in the deep dark sky
igniting this lust tearing
your craving soul apart
the entirety of her set you on fire
now you want her.

You reach out for her and she yielded
letting you feel her curves,strokes
like arcs by compasses
she let you cross the line
satisfying your well of curiosity
and now you think you know her.

she is not just that object for you
to feast and feed your eye hole
or that toy for your satisfaction
but she is a temple endowed
with wealth of beauty to be adored
she is a fine richy rose richly red
created to be worship
She carries your weakness
and is a sure creature of nature
crest for you to nurture
a soft light to your candle
so that you can Adore her
and see her as such
until then you don’t know her.