Niyot
A sacred beauty Maiden of unique quality.. The ocean of wonder Magically drowning men into a blunder Tenderly innocent She's awesomely magnificent Within her closed lips Enclosed resonant quips Oh the goddess of love Calmly looking hot Her cheek, soft like butter Her smile makes frown creatively murdered In her angelic voice Lies a command with poise.. She's a perfect distraction A route of absolute satisfaction. The wave of soothing ambiance That casts boredom into abeyance.. In her soft language of love credence outrightly billows Elegant beyond the northern walls Her smile is my clarion call.. Oh! my beloved sister, A classic rose in the summer. Olawale Abdulsalam