Eyes like the flame, a gentle burning beauty Smooth supple- faced, angels behold and confess tears A thousand roses can't equate, this peculiar nature personified A similitude may in comparism be, far beyond the stars O'er the skies and further out, this melanin veneer gets the heavens drunk on nature's flavour The morn sun peep’s through the clouds, finding solace upon this gleaming rind A billion strand of hair follicle atop her cranium’s throne resting, is to me a perfect bouquet of black roses grown, groomed and nutured by the gods Those tender thighs draw sumptuous steps upon the boulevard of portemore twisting necks, hypnotizing eyes with every dangling advancement