Her eyeballs were brown,
besieged with a hairy brow,
A twinge of twinkle grey,
She peered slit at Ray,
Enough!
Enough to see through his 'Agbada'
Through his 'Chi',
and past his Ibo further,
He wished to shy away his
But hers were piercing harder
Into his inner man
So they locked combat
I asked her her name
"My name is Kawira"
A name sweet like crème caramel,
That never suits to taste bitter,
like crème fraìche
But her beauty wasn't to tame,
Just like the beautiful Aurora
©simbiray
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