Like a phoenix she moves, in the elegance of her beauty
Shooting far into the sky like the torch of Athena
Her touch dissolves every form of doubt
And the words from her lips is of the ancient gods filled with so much wisdom
I see her in a class,another light
Not the usual, a goddess.
I mean a gem on earth
I'd call her the daughter of the heavens
Cos this scent can only be born, not given
She fills me with desire, and she's one to melt the mountains with her smile
Melanin her skin is, but this color is quite unusual
A mixed fragrance, oh! She satisfies.
I behold with the eyes of a king and a child
One as a queen,the other a mother
She's one to be walked down the aisle