She struck me,
Like a bolt of lightning
La Tait creamy complexion
The loveliest image
God ever sent
Within the thoughts, of my mind.
A heavenly unforgettable
Vision
Golden braids
Woven
By the hands of the Gods.
Voloptuousness
At it's best
A Goddess on earth
Her Mona Lisa smile
Is crowned
By
Pink Rosy tender lips
Divine within her breath.
Her mysterious eyes
Demand
Her due respect
Her sweetness, I can taste
In the air
She was God's Promise
To men
Of flowing milk and honey.