Ah! You tickle my fancy,
Glowing African woman
Your skin shines like the scale of the black mamba
Golden melanin,
Smoothened clay.
You're perfectly carved like the statue of black Venus,
Your melanin skin wards off death.
I stare into your burning brown eyes,
As you lift yourself with pride,
Like the subtle black panther,
Your smell attract lovers
And equally draws out prey from their refuge,
The dance of your foot,
Speaks to the earth beneath,
The language of your tongue,
Chants mysteries of old gods and mortals,
My eyes were caught by your magnificent form,
Neither voodoo nor black magic bound me,
But your resplendent.
Ah! black, you are not a crime,
You're the dark shadows of beauty,
Your skin is impenetrable like the streams of honey.
Ah! African woman,
You're the replica of the old gods,
Black queen,
Everything beautiful revolves around you!
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