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