Her lips
The beacon that drives me ever
so close. Her eyes what dreams are made of.
Her skin melanated
Emanates perfection
Fertile voluptuous
She is the truth absolute.
None can compare
Not even close
Her carbon the darkness that
Enlightens my world
Her feminity
God
The source of life
The gateway from which all
sentient beings emerge
Fierce and unperturbed
She is my backbone
My strength
My God
And I
Her weapon of defense
OdOnKoBaRaNtS 