In the heart of the sunlit land,
stands an African queen, her curves command.
Contours shaped by nature's hand,
her graceful curves sway like shifting sand.
Her silhouette resembles a rhythmic dance,
a celebration of life's romantic chance.
Curves that narrate stories, ancient and grand,
in every sway, a historic well-planned.
under the sun's warm, golden kiss,
her curves embody nature's bliss.
A sculpted tribute to the earth's embrace,
in every line, a vibrant trace.
From hills flowing streams,
her curves reflect ancestral dreams.
A symphony of beauty, pure and free,
in every curve, a timeless legacy.
Amidst vast deserts, where winds roam free,
her curves resound a nomad's poetry.
A tapestry woven with threads of time,
each sway a sublime melody, divine.
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Abigail Wanjiru
Exploring the shadows of the soul through verses that bleed ink. 🖋️ | Conjuring darkness into poetry | Embracing the beauty in the obscure | #DarkVerse 🔮✨"
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This was such a beautifully written poem! I loved it!
Fantastic poem!